The usual morning chores – the ponies let out for the day to eat non-existent grass, sheep fed, and ancient horses/ponies given their breakfast.

Accompanied, as ever, by my little fat joker, Gussie….

… and his mother, the gorgeous Dahlia.  When I see her now, I realise she shines with happiness.  I am so pleased she has blossomed living here.

And this morning, I saw that I had to fill up the water buckets in the paddock, which is where everyone goes to drink after their breakfast. I like everyone to have easy access to water, despite a socking great big stream that flows through every field.  As our water pressure is not the best, I was prepared to sit and wait for the containers to fill up.  It can take a while.

So I decided to sit on the shed steps, and Pepper soon took up residence on my knee.

The old ladies were close by.

And the rest were on the other side of the paddock resting after their ginormous breakfast.

Gussie, of course, popped in ….

And then Dahlia.

It was good to see the sheep with Fivla and Vitamin.  They are not remotely scared of them and see themselves as part of their herd – the other sheep steer well clear of all things equine mostly because Lambie was chased when he was little by the Minions and has never forgotten.  He holds a good grudge and at present, refuses to go into any paddock if he sees a horse or pony first.

And then all of a sudden I noticed the water containers were both full, so I wrapped up the hose and went inside for my breakfast.  Thank you very much.