At the moment my own horses are divided between three fields on the basis of the Hansel and Gretal test. Blue and Jack were the lightest so they are the field which has the most grass.
Theoden (just a dark shadow in the back of the shelter), Dave, Patsy and Pie (busy reflecting the sun off his white coat in the middle of the field) are grazing down the middle field. They all look ten men, whoever ten men might be.
Nelly and Henry are in the smaller barn paddocks, losing weight and in Henry's case abrading her hooves.
We are still feeding over fifty deer so it is to be hoped that we have some rain soon to keep the grass growing.
We have at last got over a horrible disaster that started in the spring. White Blue - Nelly's old boyfriend on the Forest - got strangles, a horrendous horse disease, and managed to pass it on to one of my neighbour's ponies. My neighbour went through hell and back trying to keep her ponies alive but sadly one of them succumbed to the after effects of either the disease or the medicine. We're waiting to find out if her other pony has fully recovered even now. It's fortunate that she has accepted being at home on her own so readily, with other horses, distanced by a stand of trees, in the field next door. It's meant I have stayed away from everyone else's horses for months now. I was dreading one of mine getting it and passing it through the entire herd and at the same time I could feel my neighbour's emotional pain. White Blue of course recovered! As yet, strangles is not a notifiable disease but it really should be.