I always seem to start with a weather update which justifies what I do and how I feel for the whole day.

So here goes….it was cold, but the wind was finally calming down and the rain has stopped.

I made my usual visit to check all was well with the Ancients.  OH had fed them their breakfast bucket earlier reporting all was fine.  But I like to see for myself.

They looked…..er…. solid!

In fact no actual ribs can be felt but, after days like yesterday, they need all the padding they can get as no one is a huge fan of rugs, including me.

Walking back down the hill to the shed, I was met with begging little faces.  The ponies are definitely feeling much better and there was even some arguing about who was the cutest.

I was not fooled by Waffle’s little face of total love and adoration.  “Trust me, I won’t break fences”, he was saying!

Nope, I am immune.

Even from Capybara pleadings, though the ears pinned back is a bit of sign of the insincerity and blatant lies.

So we have a few calm days now, which is a blessing.  Everything takes twice as long in the driving wind and pissing rain.  I am thinking that Waffle, Silver and Newt could move out into the container paddock soon, which will quickly turn to mud.  It is a plan but I am not 100% sure it is the right thing to do.  My jury is still out on that one.