|This is unusually dry - there's usually a massive lake here!|
|The quagmire formally known as our 'field'|
|Ahh dry land ye old landlubbers!|
This will be our new field. The electric paddock is just a temporary measure for a week or so. The absolute bliss of walking into the field without fearing that your boots will be sucked off your feet by the mud, not to mention the sticky mud all up the horses legs. And, I have a horse with four feathery white socks!
So, that was Saturday. On Sunday I actually got to ride! Hang out the flags and rejoice! No, maybe not, it was blowing a gale all weekend so not the best of weather to ride when you're on the nervous side. Still I just had 10 minutes in the menage and Santana was fab!
|What a gorgeous boy!|