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Icelandic horse

Faces

It’s been a day of faces (oh, Haakon!)

Or a sneaky side-eye (thank you, Vitamoobag).

Apparently, no one wanted to look pretty today.  Just silly so I gave up trying.

With the exception, of course, being ‘Bert who was my Sunshine Boy (always lovely).  I do love a good Winning Smile and that was a corker.

My breakfast was pretty much a non-event too.  Apparently Monster purchased something and I have no idea what it is but it will arrive some time next week!  I wonder what colour he chose.

And then I was back outside with the dogs for their walk and I found that Fivla and Vitamoobag hadn’t moved from their shed.  Apparently they were resting.  I felt slightly jealous.

After the walk, I drove over to Turriefield (community vegetable growing project where I volunteer) only to find they were having a power-cut so we all had to pack the veg as best as we could without being able to seal or label the bags.  Frustrating but at least the weighing scales worked (battery) until they didn’t so we could do some of the work.

I keep thinking to myself “this time yesterday, I was eating cake”. Yesterday was a lovely adventure and I also keep thinking that the bench looking over to Noss was a special place – a place to make life decisions (the sun shining helped hugely too).

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