31/01/2026
Equestrian gods and goddesses…
We made it.
The last day of January.
A month that felt approximately 3100 days long
and 87% damp, 10% frozen and 3% cold.
So how are we celebrating?
Mud spa?
(Exfoliating. Natural. Free.)
A good old roll in the hay?
(Accidental or intentional .... no judgement.)
Splashing dramatically through puddles
like you’re auditioning for a slow-motion advert
called “Why Are My Socks Like This?”
Or…
are we finally opening that bottle of wine
Susan bought you four Christmases ago
that’s been ageing beautifully
next to the spare baler twine and wormer?
Maybe celebration looks like:
getting through the day without swearing at the weather
not buying another rug
standing at the gate just watching them
or going home before it’s dark (a rare and sacred act)
However you mark it
quietly, chaotically, soggily, or with a large glass in hand
you survived January.
And honestly…
that deserves a medal.
Or at least a hot shower and clean socks.
How are you celebrating? 🍷🐎💫
