Mmmm, October, there’s a definite nip in the air that accompanies my early morning walk up to the orchard to let the chickens out.
There’s also a huge lone ram in the adjacent field, who fixes his gaze on me. His black horizontal pupils observe my gait with an intensity that suggests I’m the only female he has seen for weeks. He looks a bit of a brute.
Slowly, however, we have made friends and I’ve discovered his softer side. Give him a good rub on the head and he’ll twitch his spotted nose, close his eyes with a flutter and ever so gently begin to snore.