According to Eddie the Shipboard Computer (ie, my watch), it is going to be 2 degrees with a gale and rain tomorrow, and that is miserable for everyone.

So I moved the horses by opening the gate and shouting at them to come into another field.

They all acquiesced and trundled in.

And Haakon had a go at Iacs which was not necessary.

I have no idea why and I told Haakon that it wasn’t very nice to bite your cousin for no reason.

Iacs, being Iacs, let it go.  He is a glass half full kinda guy and I love him for that.

The horses quickly settled into their new field.

And I guess that means my obsession with the chemistry experiment ice crystals will have to go then.

I did a quick trip into town this afternoon with Ted for his quarterly hair cut.  While he was in being done, I went to Lerwick to Christmas shop.

Oxford Street it ain’t but I couldn’t help thinking the phrase “use it or lose it” was very apt.  With twenty days to Christmas, this is a tragic state of affairs for everyone on the Street.

It is very pretty, though, and Ted looks great – photos to follow.

This is probably the last of the gorgeous mornings for a while.  We will soon be back to the usual dreich wind and rain that is far more likely for this time of year.

Today’s sunrise was excellent.  This time I had forgotten my scoop so had to use my bare hands to plonk the ponies’ food into their bowls and then get rid of any floating icebergs in the water.  I won’t forget again. It was painful and the language fruity.

And then I had to go and get some petrol from our local shop 20 minutes drive away but it was worth the effort.

On my way home, I parked up and took a few photos of our village just because it was so magical.  This is the sea that is frozen.  Amazing and flat calm. Not a breath of wind anywhere.

And more frost flowers.  All perfect.  Now back to the normal weather of constant wind and rain. These past few days have been our reward from the 4 day storm of last week.

The light was beautiful when I went out with the dogs this morning.

I took with me a pile of chopped carrots that I had forgottent to put in the breakast buckets for the Icelandic senior citizens.

Luckily, they choked them down to be polite, you understand or possibly for science.

Bibble was on sparkling form and I may use one of these photos to send to Ardene House Vets, Aberdeen to say thank you for his cancer care this year.

There were times when I honestly didn’t think we would get this far with him.  I never stop worrying.

But, here we are with Bibble and his silly-frilly in full working order.  Phew!

However, I will not be using this photo – Bibble giving Kolka “the evils”.

When I said “smile for the camera, please”, though, they both did.

Then an Abba moment. It’s Björn and Agnetha all over again!

I left them to it.

Meanwhile Haakon wandered over too.

He is looking very good too and I am pleased with him.

He is the oldest of the group (herd) and will be 30 years old next year.  I have had him for 27 years.

And he’s still just the same!

A wise but aloof chap who hates being hugged, though I do sneak the odd one in when I can grab my moment.

On with the dogwalk and I left the horses all to the serious business of stuffing their faces.

We had a beautiful sunrise this morning and I am trying hard not to think “red sky in the morning, shepherd’s warning”.  This shepherd is ignoring that.

It was still and pretty while I fed the Shetland ponies their daily bucket of nothing mixed with vitamins and minerals.

Tiddles and Albie finished their’s early, or were pushed off by greedier ponies, so they came up to hassle me to let them eat Fivla’s bucket – she is a very slow eater.  I said no, and tried diversion tactics instead.

The ice on the ponies’ water bucket was a good 1.75cm thick.  I broke it with my foot and lifted out the floating icebergs with my hands wishing I had remembered to wear gloves!

The ponies finished up their breakfast and you can see that behind them they have a huge hill of uneaten old grass to get through.

Despite Tiddles’ best efforts, they are not starving.

The ice seems to thaw slightly during the day and then comes back, growing another layer on the plants.

I find it fascinating.

The ice crystals grow like mad chemistry experiments everywhere.

I found an ice flower.  That was stunning.  I love the frill at the bottom.  I wish I had taken more photos but I couldn’t feel my toes or fingers at this stage.

I may be more than a little obssessed with ice crystals now, just not the sheet black ice variety – now that is lethal.

Before you look at the photos below, I want you to know that it was blimmin’ freezing when I stood outside the backdoor, in my slippers, head-torch on, and iPhone precariously balanced on two long screws (with a huge Belfast sink of old green water below), while trying to remember to turn my head-torch off before I pressed the remote shutter release, which I found on my watch (how cool is that?)

I was also trying to cook supper too so there was lots of toing and froing.

Last night, the Northern Lights or Aurora Borealis or Mirrie Dancers, as they are called in Shetland, started up surprisingly early.  Around 17:18.

I started to get quite excited at this point – 17:45.

And it was quite well spread out too – this is looking more north north west.

After supper, I went back out at 19:03 to see the moon rising, which added too much light for seeing anything much and it seemed that everything had calmed down again.

So I didn’t bother much looking, though I kept an eye on things via the Sumburgh Cliffcam 3, and Facebook. I had my bath and went to bed to read and relax when I received a message saying they were back, so I hopped out, now in my dressing-gown and took these last photos.

Yes, it was freezing cold (serious brass monkeys) but it was definitely worth it.  Thanks, Mandy for your message! ❤️