Another gorgeous day on the Hill. There was a loud screeching coming from the top of hill, towards the top gate but in the shrubs further down. Merlin was unable (or unwilling) to identify and as I got closer it went silent, pheasant maybe? The ponies were by the top gate, munching away, and looking really well. The flies were really picking on Hoopy and she had loads on her face, she seemed quite resigned to it.
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