Another day another pile of poo... as I trudged up the field with a brimming wheelbarrow it occurred to me how much the damn stuff weighs it also occurred to me that two creatures originally bred as beasts of burden where watching my toil with distracted amusement munching hay. Surely something wrong with this picture.
Felled Leylandii finally out of the mare's paddock, we are saving up for a woodchipper I look forward to watching their repulsive branches being slowly devoured :> can anyone think of a good reason to grow these bastards?
Went bazzing round the cross-country course with Elder Son. Very therapeutic.