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

Bray hunt

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