At Ross: The light comes alive..

This is the view as I walk across the back of the farm yard and up to a lush green field to collect Jack to come in for the night. I wouldn't normally ask him to come in. Its been rainy all day and he, without a rain sheet is pretty wet. He is not cold yet, but I dont like the thought of him standing in the rain, with the temperature dropping.

Needless to say, our peaceful walk across the back of the farm yard becomes a warm light of colour. We stop by the fire. Horses, or at least Jack used to like standing by a bonfire when it was lit. Some people say that they like to smoke away the midges. I think and I think Jack thought the same this evening, that its a warming sight on a cold November evening. Wise horse.