Spending the weekend with family in the Lake District. We visited my cousin Lucie, and helped her move a bunch of wild-ish Exmoor ponies from the fells into a field, so they could get back together with their friends. At which point they froliced. Lots.
The grey and the black one that I zoom in on are Eriskay ponies, which were much less barrel chested than the Exmoor ones.
On the way back we encountered a sea of sheep. Such are the ways of the countryside.