I have been trying to take photos of the youngsters to update the Thordale website as I realise it is looking rather shabby and out of date.  Do folk look at websites these days or are they very last year?

Today, Daisy and I went out to take pics of Lilja, etc.

There was help while Lilja was being positioned.

And then Hetja was in the way.

I have settled on this photo which does not nearly show just what a lovely mare Lilja is.

She is such a genuine lady.

So loving, easy and kind.  Every home should have a Lilja.

Little Herself, aka Sóley the Foalie, stopped for a minute so I could take a nice pic.  She is ever changing.

Hetja stayed well away. I want a better photo of her but when she has lost her pregnancy body.

It was a spectator sport.

So Efstur has not been photographed since he was a foal.  He is just coming out of his 3 year old giraffe phase and has grown/filled out hugely this summer.

Efstur is Daisy’s potential dream horse.

And then lastly, Taktur looking a bit gorgeous.  It has been a while since I have put up a recent pic of him.

So off to work on the website now.  How do I write gorgeous, lovely, kind in many different ways to describe everyone?

I crept up on the Minions and I definitely heard snoring.  Storm was smiling to himself. I wonder what he was dreaming about and/or plotting.

Everyone was asleep apart from Tiddles and Fivla who were standing on guard, ready to kill potential marauders at a minute’s notice.  I love taking photos of resting animals.  It is always calm and peaceful.  Total relaxation means total trust in the environment and herd.  Lovely.

Vitamin was flat out, with her bottom lip gone.

Waffle woke up first but he wasn’t moving, just watching.

Little Newt was completely gone.

Of course they all eventually woke up and danced about me. I rasped some feet (oh, my poor poor back) , kissed some noseys and, upon request, scratched some bottoms.

Then back home feeling thoroughly Minioned I found the Boyzenberries all asleep too.

Lambie and ‘Ster were together with ‘Bert sleeping slightly further away.

It must be one of them days when everyone is relaxing.  Monday is obviously a day of rest and we never knew.

And so to bed!

The midges were plagueing everyone today so I lit a fire in an old grate to create lots and lots smoke.

Midges hate smoke and it was good the horses could escape the insect torment by standing in.  It does work.

The others stood “nicely” (after a while) and waited their turn.

Hjalti was a good boy.  Daisy has been training him and he stood quietly for Bjørn.

He really is the nicest of horses.  Not a mean bone or a bad thought, ever.  He has done lots of growing and filling out too this summer.

After the feet were done (the others were good too), out we went with Hjalti (4 years old).  I wanted to stand the boys up for the Thordale Stud website.

And then Dreki (2 years old).

On the sidelines, Taktur and Efstur, who had been returned to the field, ran up and down like they were being parted forever.

Taktur “motorbiked” up and down the fence like a prize berk but we all commented that he did move nicely!

He is looking a bit gorgeous at the moment.

Having finished, we then returned them all the field and they greeted each other like long lost friends.

Still, lots done today.  It was nice to work with the youngsters again.

Silly gallopy boys.

Taktur and his two sons, Hjalti and Dreki, with Efstur, are in the long grass now as far away as I can with good secure fencing from the ladies who seriously DO NOT WANT TO KNOW!

The ladies sometimes come down but the fence and so are within sight.  Taktur then runsup and down the fence line shouting “Yoohoo, Ladies”.  Lilja, his daughter is in season and some things are never meant to happen.  However, Taktur does not believe me.

The horses love the long grass and don’t seem to fussed about the flies either.

The girls are enjoying the shorter grass and the miles of heather.  They are much happier and  there is far less tail swishing and general misery.  It is windier and less damp too.

We minister daily to Hetja who is getting fed up of us.  Nothing much helps or works except being in this new field.  The fly mask just made her more miserable and she would rub worse on the rocks so we have abandoned it.  If it came off in this huge field, we would have no chance of finding it.

I love seeing the horses coming over the horizon when I call.  Little ears getting bigger and bigger.

The two sisters remain inseparable – they probably confer and agree that Mum is a miserable, itchy spikey old bag these days, which she is.  Hopefully the new change of scene will help.

When I went to check on the Minions today, four of them were snoozing in the sun.

From the left, they would be Albie, Newt, Silver and Storm.

The snoring was loud!

I wanted to take photos of them asleep (I adore sleeping ponies) but no, they all woke up.

I must’ve been noisily stomping along and not creeping up, like I hoped.

I went and sat down on a nearby bank and was duly hugged, kissed and chatted to by them all.

All except Storm, so I went and put sunscreen on his nosey.  He was not helpful.

And a token dab on Albie who does not need it but begs me to include him.

Storm’s nose is looking much better due to my daily ministrations even if he hates it and always argues.

We walked up the field (well, I walked, some of us just annoyed each other up the field).

I searched out Tiddles and spread on his nosey goo.

Some are better than others about this but I always win. I must.  It is a very important daily routine when the sun shines.

And then I drove home taking in the beautiful Shetland summer scenery.

It is no chore.  Always a pleasure.