Ground Hog Day

Following my Epiphany that Knutsford exists as some sort of Bermuda Triangle of Heavy Horses, our daily Ground Hog Day of Lockdown exercise now reveals them at every road turn - whichever way we walk.

We are slowly running out of apples and carrots in the house to feed them with - there are so many.

The gangly, cute foal reminded me a bit of a miniature Pantomine Horse.