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Winter Storm Coming

I think this will be us for the foreseeable future.  There is a heavy snow/storm arriving tomorrow which I am dreading.

I woke up at 4am this morning and started worrying so the minute it was getting light, I rallied the troops to bring the old horses and ponies home.

(‘scuse the bad photography – it was barely light)

Once home, we fitted each old horse and pony with a medium-fill rug, gave them their breakfast and sent them on their way into their storm field.

Also, after much deliberation and discussion, Daisy and I decided to rug up Tiddles as he is the only one with a smattering of ribs amongst the Shetland boys.  The others are fat.

I don’t want Tiddles losing anymore weight – he is just right as he is.  Tiddles is perfect.

I told him this and I also told everyone else that a) they were not point and laugh at him for wearing his very handsome blazer, and b) they were absolutely not to rip it either.  Tiddles does look very smart.

Anyway, we have the big shed all ready and tomorrow afternoon before it gets dark, I will call everyone home and put them inside for that night and possibly the next day.  It truly is going to be vile and I want to know they are all safe and indoors.  This morning I went to town and bought fibre/food for horses and ponies who can’t eat hay (no teeth).

So, hopefully  we are prepared for this onslaught.  I am also praying the electric stays on.

Horses on demand

As I mentioned yesterday, I’m rather fond of Iceland, and, yes, the horses, the lack of which in my post some of you noted. So here is a selection of Icelandic horses from my various jaunts up north…

First up, from a tour of the Icelandic ring road in 2007, these chaps/ladies were ignoring the snow and the cold and just being generally waaay too cool.

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I returned a few years later with my family, and headed to the Western Fjords in the extreme north west of Iceland. At Hrutafjörður, where the road to the Western Fjords leaves the main ring road, these guys needed a bit of persuading that we were friendly…

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The leader of the herd, with whom I’d had a chat to arrange the shoot beforehand, kept a close eye on me throughout…

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On a visit in February last year, something in the snow brought the poser out in the locals…

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Who weren’t even bothered by a bit of rain

Hestur

Of course the horses share Iceland with their feathered friends, the puffins, who are just as good at posing.

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I mean, yeah, you can catch sand-eels in your beak, but can you tölt?

Nick