Monday, 19 March 2018

The return

The Beast from the East provided a small encore this weekend, it is shifting quicker this time though making patterns on the hills and snow waves on the road side.  I did manage a dander on Spider though and we were pleased to note the return of the odd family of geese that Jo and I saw when they hatched last year, five Canada Geese and an adopted child, a Greylag! 

Also adding a sneaky wee photo to the blog as it isn't really my news to blog but I can't resist, ex Chamfron Stud broodmare Morena has produced a red roan colt "Oberto" (Bert of course) by ex Chamfron Stud stallion Arrayan Numa for Ally Weller.  Proof I did the right thing by my horses and found them the best homes and lovely to see the passion continuing all be it in someone else's field!

Friday, 9 March 2018

Battling on!

Ally's two Arrayan fillies came down off the Downs to more sheltered fields last week, I hear they were both stoic and polite in the bitting wind.  Merlin led the way and acted as a snow plow even through ear high drifts!  Malambo was already closer to home so his biggest battle is getting to the hay before Cid does!

Wednesday, 7 March 2018

Saturday, 3 March 2018

Gemma's gang

Colada, Kukri and Olegario in the snowy Scottish Borders.

Thursday, 1 March 2018

Another snow day

Quite definitely snowed in, the drifts on the driveway range from over the knee to a slightly alarming crotch height, I no longer feel guilty for the lack of winter tyres on the car as simply she is going nowhere anyway.  After repeatedly eating my own bodyweight in junk food yesterday I thought a wee stroll was in order, the weather teases me, it brightens up, I grab the camera and head towards the viaduct then I become aware that the black hill has vanished from sight and thirty seconds later I am laughing and bouncing around in yet another white out.  

Wednesday, 28 February 2018

Bad hair day

Chamfron Santiago looking a little windswept in todays blizzard!

The Beast from the East

For the first time in my life I rang work and said I wasn't that keen to drive this morning, probably only about eight inches of snow but still coming down with a fierce wind behind it.  So a lazy day all round, elderly whippet enjoyed the snow for five minutes before remembering there was a roaring fire inside, he legged it back to the house and repeatedly launched himself at the front door woofing, senile but not stupid.  The Robins are not daft either and have found shelter, only coming out to grab a peanut or two.