Besides turning acres of pasture into wheelbarrows of manure, Pepito has recently started proper work. First he pulled a tree out of the woods (that I'd failed to cut down successfully). Then he did some harrowing practice on what was the old pigs' last field.
Here's me having a go:
And here's Her Outdoors (note the look of concentration on the face - and the lack of gloves - she's hard, she is):
5 comments:
excellent! Was thinking about him on Monday . . . the saddlers in Ditchling is having a relocation sale and they had fly nets (we were looking for half chaps)
Pepito needs a fly mask thingy if they've got one for a working horse. Otherwise might have to use a pair of socks like they do in Portugal.
what size?
Seems like a harrowing experience!
Ho ho.
:)
(come on you all thought it)
Rup - hoe, hoe indeede. (And yt wass.)
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