Kensmyth

outstanding bloodlines and genetics are not just for the Alpaca – our homebred 2021 colt Kensmyth Kite Flyer is absolutely outstanding.

keen to see what the vets were doing when they did his Passport..

and really strutting his stuff too..

well with a limited cria drop this year we were still really excited that our new stud male bought in lockdown has done his job well for us..

seems his sons are learning from the master too when he re mated LOL

We have a rule at Kensmyth that when it is time for an animal to do a job of work for someone else, we have to say farewell so that they can live a useful life elsewhere. None can keep all they breed and when ponies reach three years old it is time for them to go and learn to be ridden/driven for someone else.

So recently we said a fond farewell to our lane munching miniatures

and wished them well on their way in their new homes together.. beautiful boys ..

not much to do with alpaca but great if you want to not cook at the week end.. beautiful Cirencester..

Well our super Grey Stud did his job-  where nature permitted it to happen and we have Rose Grey cria..

how cute is that?

Welcome July – wet though you be..

Funny though these pictures are, I thought I would remind folk of reasons you need to live on site when breeding livestock – even nature has its own dangers..

you just do not want a 3kg placenta landing on your head when you are just born – do you?

What can I say? Funerals are horrendous at the best of times but wearing masks and the congregation unable to sing took it to a whole new level. Thank you to my friend for coming to look after the animals in my absence to attend my Fathers funeral.

It was a beautiful send off and he would have been proud so many felt so strongly for him and loved him. My brother spoke about how his daughter will remember him as she is now older and was a reason to live for when my other brother died seventeen years ago..

But it saddened me listening to him, to be reminded that my own grand daughter will not remember my Father, her Grandfather because she is so tiny still.

Perhaps when one reads words out loud to an audience, one should reflect on how ones own happiness can bring sorrow to another..

My eldest son, father of my grand daughter must have felt wretched to be reminded so poignantly that his own daughter will not know my father or remember him as my brothers will.

Perhaps I am just distraught for all of them as I miss him so terribly as does my Mother.

Below, bless her is my granddaughter waving goodbye to my Father, her grandfather she will not remember.. God bless.. we will tell her what a wonderful man he was..

Well the forecasting is getting worse, the grass is growing unable to be cut but we do not flood so are ok – sorry for the rest of you..

sometimes when life gets you down the animal antics around you just make you smile – nature is wonderful!

the longest day of the year is upon us and with drizzle, wind and rain, I feel for those at the Stones.. so here are some blooms I took in the Sunshine to keep you warm as you wait for Summer!