While Great Britainshire was being battered by Storm Hannah (80 mph winds down south – (that’s when we put our washing out, just sayin’), Shetland was, for once, being bathed in glorious warm Spring sunshine.
The boys were all fast asleep. I don’t know what you call this collection – a heap of Icelandic horses? Possibly.
There is always one a little further away – little Efstur which was a surprise as he, Hjalti and Dreki mostly go round like Cerberus (three-headed). Taktur was on point duty.
In the next door field, Iacs was snoozing too.
Haakon was meant to be guarding his friend. Yer, right.
I nipped through the garden as a short-cut to the field – I wanted to take better photos of the snoozers.
But I was quickly spotted.
And I missed my chance. I love photographing sleeping horses. They are just so relaxed and happy.
Spring is showing itself properly in the garden now.
So I gave up and went back to my shed to work. En route I could see everyone else had woken up too.
I am particularly pleased at how good Haakon is looking now. His weight is perfect and he is, I would say very tentatively, back to normal (as normal as he ever is). I am relieved. It has been quite the ordeal for us all. He still likes his old-man routine and every morning he and Iacs leave the herd to spend the day with a couple of haynets, extra hard feed and no hassle.
I am still not sure if I will retire Haakon now or shoe him and see. His hooves need time to recover, grow and strengthen from the abscess damage. Nothing is written in stone. I will ask him what he wants to do. I am sure he will let me know.