There is a horse in our back garden. A brown and very friendly horse just wandering around and eating grass and whatever else it is that horses eat. It is here by arrangement.

That sounds funny. “I have arranged to have a horse in my garden”.

It is the neighbors’ horse and it is there on a mission. A mission of getting rid of all the green stuff.

The garden is completely overgrown and in need of some tlc, so we brought in a horsey expert to do the hard work and I must say he is very efficient. He even leaves little poo piles here and there which is great for the garden (or the weeds maybe?)

Summer gone it was looking just as overgrown as it is now, but everything was yellow and dry rather than green and juicy. If there is such a thing as juicy grass?

Because of the high risk of fires in the campo (countryside) in southern Spain our neighbor wanted us to put poison in the garden to get rid of it all. I was not keen. They are too bloody keen on chemicals in Spain. Being it bleach to clean your home or weed killer.

But now we have arranged this horsey gardener with the neighbor and it is brilliant. And a pretty sight. I will see if I can get a picture of him before he finishes work.