Dear Pasture Horses: I know you’re probably all wondering why I have been spending so much more time out here in your paradise with all eight of you. You're all probably wondering why I sit on the ground and watch as you scrub the flowers and the grass with your lips, and push each other with your gentle noses, camera in my lap, holding it for hours as I listen to the bees hum in the mustard flower. Well there’s this thing that’s been happening among the humans called a Cor...