The sun shines
Good weather makes a big difference. Warm and dry, long bright days
The horses are full of exuberance, bucking and leaping when they’re turned out
They’re without heavy winter rugs and can smell the growing grass
They have to be kept apart from the new-born lambs, might hurt them accidentally
Birds are shouting at each other, robins have to make way for those returning from their winter retreats
Competition for food intensifies, stuff is growing but it’s still early days
Meanwhile the supermarkets take advantage of the ritual Easter feasting
By selling the “Perfect match” for roast lamb, or the “Perfect partner” for turkey
We’re talking bottles of wine, Easter is a big time for wine
But remember wine is usually around 12 – 14% pure alcohol. And can be very damaging to your health
Especially if you drink too much. So…
A glass of wine is good, the whole bottle very bad
Have a good Easter. Paste ferecit as they say in Romania
Hunting with the Brays
Horses, hounds, hyper, hot ports, no foxes
Masters, Whips, Huntsmen, riders, nervous, ready to go
Wide green fields, let them go
Ditches, fences, cross poles, stone walls, some falls
Yelling, bleating, blowing, cantering
Gates opening, closing, lush farmland, careful, hoof marks
“Oh my god, we going down there”?
Swearing, sweating, splashing
“That wasn’t too bad, thank god we’re back”
Hosing down. Winding down – in the Powerscourt Arms


