The running of the pigs.........

Spent the whole day at Old Farm helping to prepare for the open day tomorrow. Set up the marquee, sorted out the piggies, did the separate quiz for the adults and the children, swept up some animal poo.

The herding of the pigs to another home was quite funny. Like Dave's herding style?

Before and After........

Remember when Fally ran into the plough last summer?



Incredible really, that it healed. It was touch and go for a little while.

Not again.

Good old blogger. You can always rely on it to let you done at regular intervals......

Can't upload pictures again. Sorry.

Not much going on today anyway. Dave arrived back today until next Wed.

The hills are alive........

Well, I managed to come away unscathed from encounters with Mr P today. Just as well as it was a beautiful day and I was keen to get out for an evening walk.
Did my favourite regular walk up through Batsford Estate to see the mares and foals. Some new little ones bouncing around. It's lovely to watch the "politics" that goes on in such a large group. The mummies are very protective.

Life is bursting from everywhere at the moment. The Monsieur's Pheasants who have spent the last few weeks doing everything they can to draw attention to themselves have finally managed to get themselves a Bird. Ha, Ha.
Tiny baby bunnies are in abundance. Little fluffy white tails hopping around. Sssoooooo cute. I want one.
Ran into a local farmer the other night on this walk. Apparently the foxes have had a bumper crop of cubs this year. Well they won't be short of grub.
Lots of little fawn ears can be seen sticking up out of the tall grasses in the deer field and the squirrels are racing around in a tizz.

Busy, busy, busy.

Today's Skies.

An absolute cracker of a day. I have the classic Irish suntan....... Burnt arms from a morning of riding and forgetting to put sunscreen on.

Set to continue for the rest of the week. Back to my side saddle lessons tomorrow. Can't wait. Hopefully Mr P. doesn't "break" me again.
At least he'll be impressed I have the "Bible".

Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail of side saddle books arrived today. Mr Phillpot suggested I get it as it is the "Bible" for SS. First published in 1938 and interestingly the lady who wrote it, Mrs Houblon, lived not far from where I grew up. It is she on the cover.

" Let us get deeply into our consciousness the idea that riding is an art of movement as well as one of horse psychology. There should be no involuntary fixity or stiffness anywhere, either in our bodies or in our minds. Our horse is a living being and, though in a sense we control his movements, yet the movements are his. Every horse gives us a different "feel", and it is this "feel", this movement, with which we want to be in harmony.



A belated pic of my "new" vintage Flying Dutchlady.......

Mmmooooo

Oohhh, what a lovely cow........

One of many I saw whilst out on my "new" vintage Mrs Trustie. She's a beauty. A classic Flying Dutchman or I should say Flying Dutchlady. She has only two gears and is currently stuck in the lowest one.
Route of choice for a spin was to Broadwell village and back. Nothing to do with the fact that the Fox Inn has a lovely beer garden........

Hard to beat cycling the country lanes on a beautiful day, spotting all sorts of little creatures with the scent of wild roses in the air.