The spring.

I went to check our spring. I was pleased to see there was still water in it. I did the stone test, listening to the depth of the plop as the stone hit the water. Feeling pleased I was brought to earth when Tomas decided to go for a swim. He sunk into half a metre of green mud and struggled to free himself. I thought I may need to help him out but he pulled himself out. Now I'm glad we don't have any sheep in the spring's field as they'd just get stuck going for a drink. Tomas had a spray to clean the stinking mud out of his fur.