On a very cold December morning I found myself on a wonderful Clydesdale farm in western New Jersey.  I was invited out to the farm to see the horses and when I got there I had no idea what would ensue.  After a bit of time I walked my way around one of the fields and came face to face with this lovely troika..  Trilogies of any subject usually enforce the subject, but in this case, the majestic three speak for themselves.!