Tag Archives: winter

Ice and Ponies

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Today we have ice.

And I made a very short Mindfulness film complete with music.  All 30 seconds!  Enjoy and meditate, but be quick!

Since seeing the soggy little Shetland ponies in their shed yesterday,  you will be pleased to know that they all dried off and floofed up a treat.

I went to see them on my dogwalk.

Tiddles and his rug are one.  I doubt we will get that off him before July.

I went round feeling for ribs and I can confidently say no one has any.

The ponies’ long coats are keeping them insulated and warm, as it should be.

(Silver gave me a knowing look)

Newt got a kiss on his nosey.

And Waffle was being aloof because I hadn’t brought any treats.  Unlike Gussie, I don’t travel with snacks.

Meanwhile, Tiddles had wandered over to  look at my mittens (made from ‘Bert wool, which are invaluable this time of year – I love them) and to pick up my walking sticks (again, invaluable).  I had put them down to take the photos.

And then I could see that Albie was thinking he could go and do some investigation, so I quickly scuttled back to pick everything up before they were destroyed. I found pony spit on my mittens, thank you Tiddles.

But it was good to see everyone happy and healthy. There is enough grass in their huge field so they don’t get any extra hay (I don’t want hay addicts). Their breakfast is obviously enough to keep body and soul together.  Daisy is also keeping me on track.  She is much tougher (and wiser) than me.  I am a soft touch.

A Little Known Fact

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Now here’s a little known fact for you……

If you open up the little shed in the paddock leading to the big hill field, it fits five Shetland ponies perfectly adequately.

I did not know that and now I do.

The shed wasn’t particularly a squeeze for the ponies and they all looked pretty comfortable and relieved to be out of the driving sleet/slushy rain.  I don’t think there were any fights either because, as a herd, they don’t get truly narky with each other.

Anyway, I think they were all very grateful judging by the mess they left behind them.  We mucked out once they had left.

And I did see a locum GP who allayed my fears of cauda equina and said it was probably “just nerve damage” so that was good. He also advised me of the serious symptoms and I told him I had a bag packed, just in case. So I am relieved.  I wish he could’ve referred me for an MRI scan (apparently beyond his remit) but he referred me back to the Orthopods instead, who hopefully will do this, though last time my appointment was cancelled and I was referred to the physio dept who phoned and asked if I had tried Mindfulness.  For once, I had no words.

 

Tiny Little Signs

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This morning while feeding everyone, I heard birds singing and I realised I hadn’t heard them in a while and I had been missing them.  They were very loud and happy.

I got out my phone and, using the bird-song identification app, I found out who was making all that wonderful racket.  I also dispute these findings as I am sure there was a blackbird around too.

I even saw two oyster-catchers at Sumburgh, when I went to fetch Daisy a few weeks back, though they maybe winter residents (some do stay) rather than the migratory ones.  And, ok, they’re not flying around-type wild birds, but my Muscovy ducks are all looking at potential real estate at the moment.  I keep meeting them in pairs in odd places around the croft.

So, thing are a-changing. I can feel it – even though I was trudging around in the snow this morning.  They really are going to change. I shall keep telling myself this.

And, and, and….. the snowdrops have appeared in our garden which is a definite sign.  I need this. I need to know there is a chance that spring might appear in the not too distant future.  There is a light at the end of this long hard winter tunnel.

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Snow Gone Today

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The snow has now just about gone from our fields, and so has the 4 hourly waitress service, much to the horror of everyone when we threw them back out into their fields this morning.

We put the oldies’ rugs back on and led them down to their field that hasn’t been grazed for two years. They seemed pleased to be back.  Freedom and food.

And yet, when they saw us putting the ducks to bed tonight, they came rushing over and assumed we would arrive with buckets of lovely food.  It didn’t happen.  Sorry, guys.

We put the Shetland ponies back in their old field, which started life as their winter track and they now have access to the whole place.

After a cursory glance at the grass, they spent their day in their containers grumbling, coming out only to ask for a spot of tea.

Daisy and I thought briefly about giving them some haynets and then decided no, it would set a preference, they are fat, they had a loads of hay yesterday and they can go and look for grazing in their field.  So, again, no.

For now, we stand firm on this decision and it’s not easy (though I would’ve secretly given them hay if I was on my own).

 

Duvet Day Inside

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Today, weather-wise, has been unspeakable – sleet, a freezing gale force wind, and we are all very miserable and bored of this.  Apparently Shetland has been stuck in a bad weather system for a while now.

So, Daisy and I decided to get everyone inside for a rest from this.  A Duvet Day, if you will.

No one needed asking twice.  The Shetland ponies were straight in and with no mucking around either about which stall to go in.  Oh, no. In they went and waited quietly while Daisy took Tiddles’ rug off.

Silver was a white/grey pony before he rolled.

But the ponies are happy and eating unlimited hay to their hearts’ content.

Then it was the turn of the old folk.  Straight in, no questions asked and, again, waiting patiently while I undid all their rugs without rolling first, which grosses me out (I have a thing about wet sand).

It is the first time anyone has had their rug off for many weeks and it was good to see a) how well they looked and b) how perfectly dry they all were.

And lastly, the old ladies trotted enthusaistically in, once Daisy had been to catch them because they were determined to wait by their bowls rather than follow the others like they should’ve.

Again, nice and dry and also looking rather good for the time of year. I am pleased.

The sheep are also having a Duvet Day.

They don’t believe in going outside and quite honestly, I don’t blame them.

Daisy and I went back to the big shed after lunch to find everyone was just fine (and had poo’ed a lot).  Seeing Waffle having a snooze was exactly what I wanted.  It is important that everyone has a rest from the weather and relaxes for 24 hours.

I am intending to throw them all out tomorrow as it should’ve thawed considerably by then and normal service can then resume.