"The horses went on mile after mile at a swift trot on the road across the open prairie. Rain had fallen the night before and water stood in pools wherever the road dipped, but Barnum and Skip refused to get their feet wet."
"They jumped across every puddle, taking the buggy flying over it with them and not a spatter fell on Laura's poke bonnet."
"So Almanzo and Laura rode in the sunshine with the prairie wind blowing and white clouds sailing the blue sky overhead."
"They drove to Spirit Lake, around the end of it and beyond; then by different roads they went home again."
These Happy Golden Years, by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
Just beautiful seeing these classic stories of simpler times coming out in my children's play this week!