A few piccies from today.

Iacs and Haakon in need of a good brush.

They are revolting.

More proof brushing is required (I am almost ashamed) but one word.  Eurovision. So I am holding out until the help arrive.

Fivla determinedly on her way to her breakfast bucket (that is the look of pure determination).

I put the sheep in the big field with the horses and ponies today and turned around to find Barrel being told off by a duck for being in the doorway of the little shed.

That duck (Huey or it is Dewey or Louie?) was furious with Barrel who pretended to be oblivious that he was the actual problem

And then ‘Ster turned up and wanted to stand exactly where Barrel was.  It all got a bit like the elephants’ march in the Jungle Book.

Eventually everyone sorted themselves out and I took the dogs around the fields to look at the beautiful wild primroses that grow everywhere.

It’s a very good year for them.

They are gorgeous and look like mad scrambled egg.