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glenatronToday we had some mad weather. Apparently it was the best we're going to have all weekend, so I took the opportunity to ride Zorro, but while we were in the school our friend Liz, who was in the barn with her sorry-for-herself and lame pony Jem, noticed the radio talking about an enormous hail storm in Guildford, about ten miles away, and looking in that direction it was clearly headed our way. Much dashing for cover ensued and we pretty much got the ponies in by the time the weather hit.
I know it's supposed to be a bit turbulent around the equinox, but I'm fairly sure that sunshine, rain, hail, sleet and snow within half an hour technically counts as showing off.
Jem, in the barn, while I was tacking Zorro up. She has hurt her foot somehow ( saving it for the bank holiday so the vet callout would cost three times as much ) and so she had been in all day and was pretty bored by late afternoon. She tried to keep herself entertained through the medium of bizarre behaviours, but sadly most of them were too rapid to photograph in the dimness of the barn.
Me on Zorro. I'm relatively happy with my position here, certainly compared with how I used to ride, although Zorro doesn't appear to have been told he has back legs, let alone be using them.
Nice evening sun, no way there could be a massive storm on the way.
Liz leads Sam, the most recent arrival at our yard, in from the field. Notice that in spite of the bright sunshine it is also raining sideways.
Ah, the feedshed at the end of the rainbow. Or possibly the TV aerial. If that house had their television on I bet it would have started pouring leprechauns.
I know it's supposed to be a bit turbulent around the equinox, but I'm fairly sure that sunshine, rain, hail, sleet and snow within half an hour technically counts as showing off.
Jem, in the barn, while I was tacking Zorro up. She has hurt her foot somehow ( saving it for the bank holiday so the vet callout would cost three times as much ) and so she had been in all day and was pretty bored by late afternoon. She tried to keep herself entertained through the medium of bizarre behaviours, but sadly most of them were too rapid to photograph in the dimness of the barn.
Me on Zorro. I'm relatively happy with my position here, certainly compared with how I used to ride, although Zorro doesn't appear to have been told he has back legs, let alone be using them.
Nice evening sun, no way there could be a massive storm on the way.
Liz leads Sam, the most recent arrival at our yard, in from the field. Notice that in spite of the bright sunshine it is also raining sideways.
Ah, the feedshed at the end of the rainbow. Or possibly the TV aerial. If that house had their television on I bet it would have started pouring leprechauns.