Brief Encounters

Nothing spooky about the reserve on Saturday. The cows were up by the cricket pitch with the ponies nowhere to be found. 

I wandered around picking up the odd bit of litter - I have been asking for suitcases to take to Kenya but I don't think this one will make it.

 Then I came across the ponies in the woodland at the bottom. 

I was able to observe them unnoticed for a little while and was impressed by their capacity to browse all kinds of plants. Then I was noticed.

I left Nelly trying to knock over a very old and very large tree.