A Da Vince update

Time to record that little Da Vince aka Tufty, can now see over the stable door! We've had to rescue him and his mum from the squally showers a couple of times this week and he rolls ecstatically in the clean straw in his stable to dry himself off, as soon as he gets back in. He's growing every day though and all set to grow out of his first rug quite soon now, luckily there are two more sizes in "hand-me-downs" waiting for him. But at least the grass has now started to grow for them in the fields depleted by the cold winter and the froth of the may flowers have joined the dancing catkins in the hedgerows.

Our days pass in a steady rhythm, as we beetle about feeding and turning the horses out first thing in the morning before cooking our guest breakfast, and as steadily as an insistent rhythm we can't miss a beat or we are left behind by a tide of jobs - but walking across the fields first thing in the mornings over pasture heavy with dew is often the very nicest time of the day.




Ollie cat has his own agenda that seldom varies and so it was a surprise to find him missing last night - I march about shrieking "Ollie Ollie" in a good impression of the "mad-Cat-woman-of-Ednovean" up and down the lane and around the stables when a plaintive wailing joined the cacophony..............from Ollie who had been unaccountably locked int he tack room. as you can see he is still looking very serious this evening but made a point of trotting in front of us back to the house tonight!

A slightly morose view of the garden in the gloom today but the daffodils are looking bright and cheerful!