I came outside, on my way to “do the Minions”, as it is known in this house, to find everyone fast a-bye-byes.

Well, everyone except for Kappi who was awake and guarding against marauding tigers, or whatever it is they think will get them.  Good luck with that because if a tiger came along with a Krispy Kreme donut, Kappi would be the first to leave and cosy up to the enemy.

The boys were fat out – sorry, flat out.  My bad.

Waving them goodbye while leaving them to their snoring, I drove off down the road (2 miles) to check on the Icelandic ladies (all well there) and to throw cauliflower stalks at the Minions.

I had an enthusiastic reception from the Shetland pony tribe.

So I sat on a rock for a little while and watched them trying to find the spring grass that is beginning to appear.

This was a lovely panoramic photograph that has been squished and compressed into eight pony-like blobs on a hil, if you can see them at all.

Oh yes, before I forget, I made this little chap. I will include him on the Heart❤️Felt page.