It seems very late for foals to still be being born - most of the foals on the hill are now chunky rumbusteous young things, who gallop about cheerily, and need to be watched in case they decide that chasing dogs would be a funny thing to do. But yesterday I met this little horse-person, who looks very new.
I hope it's going to be a long, warm autumn for her to grow up in before she has to face the winter blasts!
And here is a photo of Brythen Being Good. Posted mostly in a vain attempt to convince
ladyofastolat that sometimes this does actually happen. :-D
One thing he has learned really well is that he is not allowed to leap out of the car as soon as the door opens, but must wait for permission. He does this very solemnly, even though Az absolutely refuses to do the same and always leaps out as soon as he can do so.