TF Liath - Photo shoot

Such a dear little chap. I am a very happy horse Grandmother!

Hip hay HOORAY!!!

The hay's in, the hay's in, the hay's in - *Dances madly around the paddock with joy and gay abandon*!

There was some light drizzle this morning so we rushed around in a mad panic humping the remaining three hundred plus bales into the sheds. The sun did come out eventually and there was no real water on the hay so panic was unnecessary but with a forecast like the Wairarapa has for the next week, we really needed to get those bales in! (The forecast is for rain, rain, rain and then some more rain!).

We have ended up with 600 incredibly tightly baled heavy/substantial bales of lovely sweet smelling hay and my relief at having it in is hard to describe. We face this stress every year and every year somehow we get through it. The odds must be starting to stack up against us though, I am sure one of these years we won't be so lucky. But, for now, I can relax for another year. Yay!

He's here!

At 3.40am this morning Maude produced a lovely colt foal. The birth was textbook so aside from the considerable overcooking my mares have given their foals this season, we have had an awesome season. I can now sit back and relax a little until Spring. Not sure about a name yet, pretty sure he is going to be a grey boy so I am considering TF Liath (Liath is Celtic for grey). Watch this space for more photos and stories as he and the other foals continue to thrive and grow.