The hedges all had their haircut today at the fields at the Fritham. Despite the racket, the horses were more concerned about the weather (Coco rolling in the dust in the background - he has a perfectly good bed in the corner)
Although Henrietta was less concerned about getting damp...
It was the pigs in the village that were enjoying the rain and the mud and picking up the last of the acorns. Sadly, there is very little incentive for Commoners to turn pigs out on the Forest now and the ponies can be seen running from tree to tree to hoover them up. The price of pork, the number of road traffic accidents, the fact that villagers don't fence their gardens in sufficiently, all play a part in putting farmers off.