Yesterday’s selection of piccies.

Everyone was a bit weird.

Sóley looking thoughful, even pensive.

Albie on a mission. He means business.

Vitamin – she is wonderful.

Silver has lost his forelock in a brushing frenzy. It makes him look permanently worried.

Storm – nuff said really.

Tiddles – he just makes me smile a lot because he smiles a lot.

Newt with Fivla looking benevolently on.

Newt’s extra speshul kiss-me face.

The darlingest Fivla or “Whiffy” as she is always known.

And back with Vitamin.

And once more.

She just has this look when she sees me and my camera.  In real life she is nothing like this.  Honestly.  May be she had been at the gin.

And back again to Tiddles who has been practising.

And lastly, but by no means leastly, Waffle channelling his inner James Bond.

Hope you liked that lot xx

I saw this large piece of something lying in the Minion’s field.  It had obviously been chewed (there were little bits of plastic lying around nearby) so I picked everything up and started dragging the plastic back to the road to put in my car to dispose of properly later.

En route through the field, I met a small but curious Newt.

He wanted to have a look.

When I turned back to continue my dragging, I saw everyone cantering excitedly towards me.

So I dropped the plastic and let them all have a poke about – get it out of their systems.

My reasoning was that it was good for potential riding horses to be afraid of nothing.

And also they could tell their friends too!

After a thorough investigation, no stone unturned, I picked up the plastic to drag it away. And still, I was followed.  Usually they give up by now.

Albie wanted the plastic.

And now I know who was ripping bits out of it previously!  Oh Albie *** sigh ***.

I lugged everything over the fence and went to kiss noseys and yes, Lilja and Sóley were still giving it their best.

Still, the nose kisseys were worth it. Mwah!

“Pick me, pick me” said Efstur.

“Please, pick me. I want to do something.”, he continued.

“Ok”, said Daisy and she put a headcollar on her young horse and lead him into the school.

And so I caught young Dreki Dragon as well.

And followed Efstur and Daisy into the school.

It was Dreki’s forelock that was needing attention.

I gave him a jolly good brush, removing the nasty bits that I had noticed previously.

I could also see that Dreki has grown considerably.  My ugly duckling is now very tall and filled out.  He is probably taller than Taktur, his father and is possibly at least 18hh (ok, more like 14hh but I am useless at measuring horses by eye alone).

Efstur watched on.

Daisy was busy transforming her ugly duckling too.

When I took a step back from my work, I could see Dreki was perfect.

He has lovely eyes and now a brushed forelock, mane and tail.  So very very handsome.

Daisy did her best with Efstur.

It was nice to do a little work with the youngsters today.

For some reason, when I look at these photos from yesterday this song came to mind…..

♬ Love hurts ♬

♬ Love scars ♬

♬ Love wounds and marks ♬

♬ Any heart not tough or strong enough ♬

♬ To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain ♬

♬ Love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain ♬

♬ Love hurts ♬

♬ Ooh love hurts…. ♬

And here are the rest of the photos from the morning.

Fivla also started mutually grooming Floss.

Albie helped.

And Floss said Fivla was much more gentle than Newt!

The two “donkeys” watched on.

Meanwhile Waffle was looking beautiful in the purple flowers.

Anywho, enjoy your earworm courtesy of Newt.

I went out yesterday with my camera as I wanted to take photos of the colours of the heather that is out all over the hills at the moment. Shetland is stunning.

I didn’t do very well and was disappointed with the results.  I just hadn’t “captured” it and I wish I could bottle the smell too. It is heavenly.

So I went home and took a photo of the cat instead.  We can all play “Let’s count the chins!”

So, today, armed with my camera, a different lens, a tripod (this could make the difference), a remote thingy and then back into the house for a memory card (duh), I went back out to have another shot. I also Googled “how to take photos like National Geographic” and jotted down the settings required for landscapes.

Armed with information and now possibly dangerous, I took these photos.

I was now bored of heather and diversified.

Not exactly National Geographic standard, but I tried and the midges came out, so I ran away home!