Most of them like to grab hay from the bucket, Nola is the one that stands back and waits until everyone else has eaten and they all like to be hand fed. They spent the day in Laneside before coming back to the Small Paddock for the night. The donkeys had been in Willow, the electric fence stopping them from churning up all of it as they ran around, pleased to be out on grass. A cloudy, cold, day with light winds.
