Yesterday evening, I was just shutting the ducks/hens up in their house for the night, when I turned around and saw this – a blue moon, that was red due to the smoke particles from the US fires apparently.
I was amazed. I’ve never seen the moon so big and looking magical as it came over the horizon. Propping my phone precariously between two rocks on a fence post and being bitten by unmerciless midges, I managed a few ok-ish photos.
I need to find out what the best settings are to achieve better. But, still, I was pleased.
Today has been a good-ish day but it is deteriorating now with the end of Hurricane Ernesto hitting in the afternoon/evening. I am not looking forward to that. We have a flood warning which hopefully won’t affect us.
These two were together – Haakon, lying down and his younger cousin, Iacs.
Good old Haakon. 30 years old this year and still just the same.
Iacs, 28 years old this year, is also still just the same.
May they never change.
Kolka was a little way away, but she came over when she saw me.
She’s doing well and is just “one of the boys” really.
Apart from her daily kicking/reversing match that she has with Iacs every morning (and loses every morning) about wanting his bucket when she’s finished her own.
Off to batten down some hatches. I put rugs on the old Minions who were fine about having them, except for Tiddles who decided half way through the process to do the Grand National around the track with all his friends. I can truthfully say no one has laminitis. Well, I wouldn’t actually know if they can walk because they were too busy bucking and farting as they galloped like the wee turds they are. Fivla and Vitamin watched.