On a finger-freezing December morning, I met up with my colleague Diana Hubble to do

something we'd been planning for a long time.

We headed out to Lincoln, Massachusetts, staying out with some regionally famous animals.

But maybe not the kind you'd expect.

Lincoln is a small town, home to roughly 6,000 people, and more than a few farms.

And when we pulled over on the side of the winding, two-lane road, we were greeted by a couple

of sheep and a llama.

And a llama's over there?

But that's not who we were here to see.

Guys, we were here for the ponies.

Oh, it's a pony.

It's a pony lover.

That's what it is.

It's really cute.

So we walk out into a field and are surrounded by maybe 50 of them.

They're beautiful and weird and arranged in concentric circles.

And I should add, none of them are alive.

Not that they're dead, they're just inanimate.

We've got vintage rocking horses, giant wooden hobby horses, spray-painted plastic ones.

Nextively, they make up one of the most unusual herds you'll ever see.

And within the community, they are legendary.

I'm Abby Peralt, and this is Atlas Obscura, a celebration of the world's strange, incredible

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