For their morning hay, the sheep come up the paddock towards the stable as soon as they hear gates opening and closing, Winnie usually heads the charge with a lot of bleating. Walked the donkeys down to the fallen oak paddock where they chased each other around, braying and kicking up their heels before settling down to graze. The puddles have mostly drained away although the post hole by the compost heap is still full of water, rescued a ladybird which was floating about, put a brick in the hole to help them climb out next time. Warm in the morning sun, otherwise a cool day with a hazy sunset.
