Somehow I've been spending a lot of time with goats. That's Marshall, the white one who I've misnamed in a previous post and Capucchino behind him who's the queen chèvre of the pen.Luxurious quarters that overlook sunflowers, fields of harvested hay for their fellow horses. These chèvres eat organic veggies and even branches from the rosebushes.
But when I walked outside the bistro it felt like I'd stepped into a Spanish village.
Cara - Tuesday somewhere