I will be honest, I am not feeling the love for much today.
Despite exhaustive (and expensive) efforts, I never found the lost photo. I doubt I ever will. I just have to let it go or go mad in the process.
Today we are “between weathers”. There was a filthy gale last night and another one is looming. Much rain tonight and then the wind arrives tomorrow morning.
I took these photos a few days back when the sun was shining – hence the bright orange light thing in the sky rarely seen at the moment.
When I check on the Minions I like to get them to move into their other adjoining field so they remember they have it.
There is more grass but takes a bit of effort to get there.
The Minions tend to come when they are called in the hope we have a calorific reward with us.
Newt struggled with the mud. As he is the smallest, for him it is the hardest work.
But the carrots made it worth all the effort.
We always have a daily Roll Call:-
And Newt. Never forget Newt.
After distributing the carrots very fairly (so important), Flossie played “The Silver”. A new silent musical instrument which involves nose tickling. It was very sweet to watch. They both enjoyed themselves.
When Norman Thelwell wrote his wonderful books all those years ago, I am sure this is what he meant when he said “A leg at each corner”.
When I see just how fat the Minions are, I refuse to worry about them.