Not much to write today. Daisy and I trimmed and rasped Minion feet all morning – today it was Newt and Silver’s turn. I forgot to take photos of us being hassled by small “helpers”.
And then as it was Sunday afternoon, I went on a Sunday afternoon drive. Not far, though – I wanted to photograph the roadside flowers. What with this lockdown, the verges have not been cut and it is lovely. Happy bees too.
This is someone’s allocated peat bank with the last of this winter’s peat having been cut. Once dried out, the peat will be taken home, stacked, stored and used when needed.
On my meander, I found the water lilies were out in a few of the lochs. I have a real thing for water lilies. I love them.
However, the light was not good – it has rained on and off all day – so I drove home and walked over to see the old men, or rather the rotund old men.
Who are you calling rotund?
No one wanted to talk – just eat. The wild flowers are amazing in their field. I am not riding Klængur as often as I want to as his back feet are unshod (farrier next week) so I don’t want him to be sore.
Haakon is on a day off today.
So that’s me for today. Sorry it is a boring blog but that’s the way it is some days. My life is not full of excitement and actually that’s fine by me!