No, not a hernia of equine proportions from all this walking and vegetable-lugging.
Today is an important one: after 10 years living at Caplor Farm, my horse Merlin is moving down to join us in Lea. He will have a new home at Adam’s Cot, the farm next door. He should have been moved before I started the performance (because I can’t walk the 18 mile round trip to Caplor and back everyday to see him; or expect someone else to look ater him for a whole month) but the logistics didn’t work out.
So this is a necessary hiatus in the performance. I will be accepting a lift up to Caplor to pack him and his red-and-white spotted handkerchief of buckets and haynets. And accepting a lift back in the horse-box to deliver him home.
I will still be consuming local food in the process, however. (Hopefully.)
Meanwhile, some images from 10 glorious years at Caplor…
All in a Day's Walk 
[…] Yesterday was a long and hot and hungry horse-relocating day. (I got so faint and stomach-crampy, that my partner fed me some non-local sourdough bread. Sorry, but it was necessary.) Now Merlin is calmly installed in his new home next to the growing vegetables (Martin the proprietor of Adam’s Cot is also a supplier of excellent local veg boxes). […]