This is the face of someone who went a-visiting yesterday afternoon while I was away packing vegetables…..

And she’s not sorry she did it but sorry she was caught and brought home, though!

I am very ashamed of her.  I have been apologising to my neighbours.

Anyway, tomorrow is another day…… (a phrase often used around here so that we can all move on from whoever’s latest ghastly behaviour).

And little Miss Pepper promises she will behave (and I don’t believe her – we’ve been here before).

The wind continues to blow with intermittent horizontal rain showers and I managed to position the breakfast buckets so they didn’t blow around.

Iacs has this sussed – basically never take your head out until you’ve finished.

This is the time of year the little boys are asking for more hay. They already get one haynet at night – the theory being they won’t test the fencing because they will feel fuller and less desperately hungry.

But, as it has rained on and off all day, and the ponies have spent their time running up and down the hill to get to shelter (the container) as fast as possible.  Good exercise, I tell them.

While I cleaned the track up in a gale, I prayed to all the Gods that the ponies don’t break the fence. This is the time of year – the Autumn flush – when the grass has the highest sugar content and is most lethal.

Please no more laminitis is all I say to everyone.