I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas❄️πŸ’₯πŸ”₯πŸŒ²πŸŽ„

It’s December 19th and the horses are uncomfortably warm in even the thinnest rug! However, it’s so wet that the fields are treturously deep with mud, so the horses, and everything else, including me, are perminant lay plastered in it. The wind is almost perminant lay howling too. The unnaturally warm weather means that there still plenty of of flying, biting insects around too

On the up side, Florence is now fully integrated into the herd. It’s gone much better than expected. So far she is fully accepting of her position at the bottom of the pecking order. , with only a few minor altercations when Sapphire thinks the line has been crossed. For example, this morning Floreence and Magnum were caught red hoofed mutual grooming – flash point!

Sadly, because of the monsoon, I haven’t done anywhere near as much with Florence as I’d hoped, and likewise Hal with Leonie. In fact all we seem to do at the moment is muck out, and poor Hal ends up doing the lion’s share of that. However, Florence now has front shoes on, her flu and tetanus jabs have been started, and we’re getting on top of the mite infestation , she’s much more comfortable and less itchy now.

What we would all really like is some proper seasonal weather though. I don’t mean snow, but some cold, crisp frosty mornings would go down a treat right now. I wouldn’t even mind having to break ice off the water troughs. I’d love tree tops to glisten, Jack Frost to nip at my nose, and Earth to stand hard as iron, water like a stone.

Still, heartened by the fact that the Solstace is only a few days away, all of upoo picking in the dark would like to wish everyone a very merry Christmas and a happy and peaceful New Year.
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Florence

November , as is often the case for me, has been a difficult month. At the beginning of the month we went back to Oxford for my first lot of testing and training since having the implant switched on. I’d been having some excellent results! However, my eye didn’t seem to be healing as well as expected, and was still quite red and sore. It turns out that this because the electric ribbon that carries power into the eye was protruding, and rubbing a hole in my conjunctiva . Cue emergency, unplanned surgery that day.

While we were in Oxford we saw a couple of likely sounding horses advertised, both piebald cobs. A 7 y.o gelding called Brian (I kid you not), and a 16y.o mare called Florence. Amy alerted us to Brian, who was on Face Book, and Hal saw Florence on Preloved. Both ads had telephone numbers with them, so I was actually able to talk to the owners! Both horses sounded ideal, so I arranged to see them both. However I had to delay trying them until I got home from Oxford. Unfortunately somebody bought Brian before we got home.

As some of you will know I am really scared of the wind, and don’t normally ride in strongly windy conditions . So it was with absolute terror that I clambered onto a completely unknown horse, in something approaching a Force 9 and went for a 2 mile hack. Bless her she didn’t turn a hair!

The following Thursday I had her vetted. I intended to be there. Unfortunately though, as we were tanking down the A30 in what felt like another Atlantic storm, our fan belt disintegrated! So we spent the day in Lifton not Lewannnick , which was both expensive and frustrating. Florence passed the vet though! So she came home on Sunday 15th.

Unfortunately I had to go back to Oxford for a post op assessment on Thursday 19th. It wasn’t good news. More eye erosion equal led back to Oxford on 23rd for more corrective surgery.

Poor Florence hasn’t had the nicest introduction to her new home. Not only has the weather been appalling , but after being been wrenched out of the loving home where she has lived for the last 8 years, but she has hardly laid eyes on her new humans. She must be very confused and afraid.

As I write this we are back in Oxford. This should have been my second session of training and observation with the implant. However, it appears that the last surgery has damaged the wiring. The implant isn’t working . There may be options for the future, but for now my eye, and my soul, need to do some healing.

Hopefully finally being able to get to know the newest member of the family will help with that