Snow gone, now it's mud

It's been a wet and stormy week (again) and from the various blogs around I note that we are not the only ones with a mud issue at present!  This is Gaucho enjoying some hay in the field shelter when the photographer arrived.

Hearing a human voice, out comes Faro, ever alert with his tail up checking what is going on!  The boys having been making good use of the shelters this week, especially when it starts to sleet.

Small in stature, large in presence - Wee Eck gives a toothy grin.  You can see his reddish coloured 'skirt' of long fleece at the base of his neck.

Fyta, with bits of mud splattered all over him shows off his haughty look.  Rufus is behind.

Just to show that the boys will graze close to each other at times, here are Fyta(left), Rufus in the middle and Fergus.

We're still clearing some damage from that terrible January storm.  We have managed to saw up the massive fallen Birch, split and transport all the logs to stores and burn off all the very small branches. In the garden at Tigh Mhor the obelisks which have supported the climbing roses and Honeysuckle for years, gave way under the power of the wind.  This photo was taken as Robbie cut away all the branches which had wrapped themselves around the metal,  filling six barrow-loads of cuttings in the process.  Another bonfire soon I suspect!

And finally..............at this time of year most of the garden looks colourless and uninteresting but at least some of the heather bushes give us some colour.