There is still snow and lots of ice around.

Our track is just solid and scary to negotiate.

But the thaw has begun, albeit very slowly.

I title this photo “When you go outside without a hanky and you wonder whether you can blow your nose in your horse’s mane!”

Don’t worry, I didn’t. I found a manky hanky in my pocket.

The big horses are all fine. They will be pleased to see more grass again but dig away eating very little from the haynets we leave out for them.

Their choice, I tell them.

And the silly frilly lives on wild and free.

For some reason, I kept thinking “And Peggy” when I took this photo.  Kolka is coping well in this weather and I am pleased.  Her teeth, in old age, seem to have sorted themselves out (fallen out) so she finds eating easier.

Later, as I came out of the shed, having played flute duets for two hours, I noticed tonight’s sun starting to set.

I was trying to get a good photo of Silver with the incredible colours behind him.  He wouldn’t help and climbed down from his perch, coming in for his bucket of slushy nothingness.

A quiet day today, which was a lovely change.