There was a beautiful light this afternoon as we came to the end of the day at half past two (fer cryin’ out loud!)
A fierce wind, though, and everyone was huddled in the most exposed part of their field because, well, I guess they wanted to. Notice how the little ones are using the bigger ones for shelter. Shetland ponies are not stupid. The jury, however, is still out on Iacs (the silly frilly at the front).
Armed with my bucket and possibly a few carrots about my person, I drove over to Leradale. Everyone was nicely far away in the hilly part of their field, which is good – it means they are wandering around, looking for food and not just staying in one place. There is plenty of grass if they go and look for it.
I called Delia over. I love this photo – Delia was on her way but had to tell Storm off. He was probably being annoying. He’s good at that.
The “monster” coming over the hill.
Delia is a determined old lady.
Storm practiced his Winning Smile.
Delia loves her daily bucket.
There was some loitering with intent!
And Delia got Storm. In a furious rage for over-stepping the mark, she covered in him the turmeric/soya oil goo that she likes to lick out of her bucket at the end of her meal.
Storm knew it was wrong but he has to try. Every day, he has to try.
Tonight’s sunset was good at 15:21. I can’t wait for it to start getting lighter.