Ah, it’s the autumn, the vulnerable crops are over in the veg garden, so it’s time for the girls to come out of their run and stretch their legs.  Oh, it was lovely to see them pottering around the garden – especially because for some of them, that’ll be the first time they’ve been properly “outside” after life in the intensive farm. 

And, the taste of freedom didn’t go to their heads – they ran up to me every time I went out to check on them, and they were happy to go back to the gypsy caravan at dusk to snuggle up for the night.  Bless them.

Hope they enjoy their autumn/winter freedom!  😉