Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud

Our horses drink enormous quantities of water.

And it takes forever to fill one of the butts they drink from.

So I walk away from the job, leaving the tap running- and then forget all about it. I've done this twice- or is it three times- now.

So the water overflows and runs into the field and turns the ground that the horses have already churned up into even more of a quagmire.

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