Foal Season

After an early shop at Tesco, Jackie and I took a forest drive.

What had recently been a quagmire of sunken hoof prints had hardened on moorland alongside Tiptoe Road to make walking across to photograph ponies and foals a somewhat precarious exercise.

Here are the dams and foals that drew me. Fortunately I stayed on my feet and didn’t twist my ankle.

The letter box outside Post Box Cottage on Wootton Road now celebrates foal season.

This very hot afternoon I converted from Classic to Block edits, recategorising all to Garden the following five posts from our early days of tackling the jungle:

This evening we dined on Jackie’s classic steak and onion shortcrust pie with boiled new potatoes; crunchy carrots; firm Brussels sprouts and cauliflower, with meaty gravy. The Culinary Queen drank Diet Pepsi, I finished the Bordeaux, and Flo and Ellie drank water.