This morning was interesting, to say the least, trying to feed horses and ponies in a Force 12 – around 60 mph wind.  I was doing quite well, walking round the outside of the shed, using it as a windbreak, thinking “this is doable”, and then the wind hit me hard and all the buckets I was carrying too.  It was tough and I felt very battered afterwards.  I ended up tipping the food on the ground for each pony.

The Eggbox remains stuck too and just before you all think I am a wuss, my neighbour got his all-singing all-dancing mother-fupper 4WD stuck there yesterday afternoon too!  I think Egg (new name) was glad of the company!

So a morning of cooking leftovers into soup and cake depending on food type and an afternoon in the shed with this little one.

We watched telly together.

And looked out at the world.

And I added to this little flock.

Feeling like stretching my legs and with the wind now dying down a bit, I went outside to give everyone a wee horse-treat.

The little ones like being near the big ones – they are in the next door field – and everyone seems to be fine despite the storms.

A brief lull and another storm is heading our way shortly and then another and then another. I might be slightly obsessed with weather charts!