Here we are in December, the darkest month of the year. I wont lie, its not been easy for Woody and I. The combination of work, family and the eternal guilt of not being able to walk the dogs every night and only passing a cursory glance over the ponies when we are rushed eats away at us. Also...my occasional meltdowns when "someone" has run through the electric fence, or when the hay barrow gets stuck in the mud....in sideways rain does not help the situation. Sometimes it just isn't fun.
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A sad and sorry site, however the foreground is where we had
half an acre of gorse ripped out in October. |
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| Muuuuuuuuud!! |
There is a lot of mud....but we have fenced off the summer pasture, corralled the bigger horses and got in enough haylage to get us into the spring. The ponies have free run of the rough meadow in the hope they keep working away trampling brambles and munching on gorse (they do get a handful of haylage every night as a treat though).
With he ground being so wet we are unable to do anything productive on the land, unlike last year, so to keep ourselves occupied we have been out with the local hunt on foot and with the horses....getting muddy! Running the dogs round by torchlight in their new home made hiviz, reflective jumpers and making chutney....lots of chutney!
So we will keep ploughing on through the dark days, planning for brighter weather and new adventures in 2016.
P.s. We've decided to opt out of the drunken New Year this year, last year was just too legendary to compete with! Instead we are taking the horses to the beach, then up early for more horsey antics on the 1st, cannot wait!!
