On my way over to check on the Minions and the Icelandic ladies, I came across the hill ponies on their wanders.
I like seeing Shetland ponies on the scattald (our common land used for grazing).
It is a tradition and one that is dying these days.
I only know of one stud that uses the hill that is local to me.
I have hill rights for grazing sheep and ponies but I don’t think the world is not ready to meet the Minions out in the wild.
All hill ponies belong to someone.
None are feral or wild.
They are kept a close eye on by everyone who drives past.
Anyway, this lot seem very happy and look well.
The ponies were only interested in me in a “do-you-have-a-carrot-on-you” sort of way. I did not. I just took their photo and got back into my car to drive on to check my lot.
As for feeling miserable, I have got it out of my system. Thank you for listening and your support. It was appreciated.
I am now working on a new venture that may involve yourselves and Christmas. At worst it will keep me off the streets and at best, someone might like it.