Six Icelandic horses. One boss mare. A whole lot of opinions.
This is the herd of HestaRokk Farm, in their own words. Glytja runs the place, and she'll tell you so herself. Gössi notices everything and says little. Hermi polices the barn. Kommi causes the trouble and regrets none of it. Stjarna shines on her own terms. Fróði arrives with big feelings and zero concept of personal space. And Sóti is here too, because love doesn't stop when they go.
Every page pairs a photo with a line straight from the horse's mouth. Dry, warm, a little ridiculous. The way a herd actually talks once you've sat with them long enough to listen.
It's an 8x8 keepsake made for the coffee table, the tack room shelf, or the lap of anyone who has ever loved a horse and lost the argument anyway. Gift it to the rider in your life. Keep it for yourself. Nobody's judging.
Fair warning: you'll have a favorite by page four.
