Daisy and I were “doing feet” all morning.  There were four ponies outstanding on our list and we decided we only really had the strength to do three – Waffle, Storm and Silver.

Newt could wait for another day. Mañana, Newt, mañana.

But Newt didn’t want to wait for another day.

So we told him that, if he really was still around “helping” when we had finished Silver, that we would trim and rasp his little toe-toes too.

This time Silver stayed and watched.

The others had long gone, though Fivla was back at the first snap of a carrot. She may be old but she has the hearing of a bat!

After lunch, me and my new camera went for a little drive – the scenic route after popping into the nearby village.

My camera is known as a “street” camera but I am struggling to find a street!

However, I found in the car a large box delivered some time today.  In it was a Horslyx Smallholder mineral block for the sheeple.

Harry and ‘Ster had first dibs.

And then Edna got stuck in.

She likes a lick, does Edna!

We were all going out for lunch with friends so I spent the morning in the garden with Her Maj, who we had to leave behind.

She wasn’t thrilled but together we walked The Estate (ok, our wee garden). I found a couple of potatoes had sprouted.

The flowers, with my you-will-not-use-this-as-your-lavatory netting, are going along well, ie still alive.  Hopefully, now it is warmer they will got the plot a bit better about growing.

I was just round the back of the garden when I heard a giant emission of gas!

The horses were all asleep in their paddock!   My money was on Iacs.  He is a great farter, even asleep.

We had a lovely long luxurious Sunday lunch (a homemade Thai feast – we all cooked) with friends – it’s been far too long – and then home late this afternoon with that full feeling of never eating ever again.  Not never.  Don’t even ask.

Once home, the girls and I went into the field to sit with Harry – now known as Harrel the Barrel for obvious reasons.

He has a new trick – if I spread my arms and shout “Come on, ‘en” then he leaves his Mum and gallops full pelt towards us.

Maggie shouts for him endlessly to come back to her.

He ignores her now he’s discovered us!

I think Harrol is growing horns. Hopefully not huge ones, like ‘Ster, but little nubbins none the less.

So please don’t offer any of us food. We can’t move. Not ever again.

Ok, well, yes, I have managed Chapter 2 of the Idiot’s Guide to my camera!  I have learned how to turn off the annoying green light that shines in everyone’s eyes so all is good.  Onwards, ever onwards….. But slowly, in bite-size chunks.

And meanwhile, in the real world, this morning everyone was fast a-bye-byes in their field – even Sóley and Lilja were lying down, snoring. They got up the minute they me. Ever hopeful.

And yes, I had carrots about my person which I duly distributed.  Fairly.

Lilja and Sóley were not nice young ladies and we had words about going up to the Old Men and biting them so they could barge in and eat their carrots. Big words. Unnecessarily rude. Very rude.

I think they got the message.

They have to learn this is unacceptable.

I think the Old Men were grateful.

They looked very happy in the sun and later I took Klængur out for a lovely ride with Daisy (on Kappi). It was perfect.  He was a dream, we were one and therefore had the best fun.

It has taken a while but Klængur has turned into my perfect horse and I have stopped minding about retiring Haakon.  He is enjoying his retirement and is content – all I ever wanted.

Yes, you guessed it, more fun with my camera.

In the garden….

And then out into the fields.

We have carpets of marsh-marigolds.

The wild primroses are the best they’ve been in years.

They look like mad scrambled egg on the steep sides of the burn.

A little dog-violet.

And a small smattering of spring squill – the first I’ve seen this year.

Into the next field and of course Efstur came wandering up.

He posed.

Likewise his bro – Dreki Dragon.

Taktur was lovely.

I could take photos of him all day.

I clambered over a fence and found little Harry was my best friend.  This is the first time he has really come over to be chatty. I sat on a rock and had the best hugging time ever.

We are best friends forever now.

Right, now, and I mean it today, I am going to watch Chapter 2 of how to use the camera!  I still haven’t managed – my excuses are I went riding this morning, Minions, washing and filling duck-ponds, clothes washing, irate email writing (admin), wandering around the fields…….

This morning got off to a difficult start – tons of admin stuff to do and it couldn’t wait so I had to put off Chapter 2 of camera tuition for another day. These days, I find that I learn more in the morning and by the evening am fit for nothing that involves an actual brain.

But, after firing off some fairly hefty emails, I went outside for a breath of fresh air with my camera telling myself practice, practice, practice.

Daisy was just finishing up with Taktur.  Ears pricked for his bucket of grub!

And the sheeple were mooching around too.

Lambie was particularly keen on my new camera.

He offered himself as a test subject everywhere I went.

I call this montage “His Winning Smiles”.

The Minions were checked after lunch, before we started work on packing vegetables.

It is still very cold – Spring seems to have given up, and the grass is barely growing, so Daisy opened the gate for them into the next field. They didn’t need asking twice.

The camera is very different to what I am used to but I like the results very much.  So much to learn, though.