Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist
poliphilo

Farm Life

The sky is full of clouds that make me think of Boris Johnson. Well, Boris Johnson as the cartoonists draw him- with hair going everyway like a dandelion head that's just been blown at. 

I dug up the third large metal object. It turned out to be a shovel head. Very rusty and encrusted- as though it had been underground for centuries. How long has it really been there? Well, at least since my parents moved in- which is over forty years. It could well be Victorian...

Chris who owns the horses keeps rotating them. He took Justin and his girls away and now we have Snowy (who is his favourite) and Snowy's new foal plus the foal's dad and a random female we've been calling Winnie. I just took them a bunch of carrot tops. Snowy is very tame and Winnie who isn't decided that if Snowy didn't mistrust me she wouldn't either. The stallion- a handsome beast with a white streak of distinction in the mane he wears over his eyes- held himself aloof. These are all cobs- somewhere between wild and domesticated. I don't suppose they've ever been ridden. 
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