Photo from spring 2010, hard at work on maintenance in the Multipurpose.
You don't know what a green is? What a rough is? Allow me to clarify.
Belle and I like to graze certain areas, and other areas we use for... discarding that which is no longer necessary.
Click on the picture if you want to see it bigger. Creepy.
My approach is to try to discard everything in more or less the same place. Belle tends to just get herself in the general area. Like that pile in the front? This means, over time, there is less and less green.
Mother says humans call an area like this a rough. I didn't really select where the roughs would be in the Small. It was like that when I got here. Horses have lived in the Small for a long, long time. Their preferences have had an impact.
Probably illegible unless you click to make it bigger. If you click what you clicked, it'll get bigger still.
Naturally, I am not going to eat the grass in the roughs. That is kind of gross. Of course, the grass is really long and verdant in those areas now, while the rest of the Small is pretty decimated. Maybe I can just nibble closer to the fringe without it counting as being in the rough...
Mother has been clearing out all the current... er... roughage from the center and small fenceline ones, which she says are relatively recent, temporary sort of ones, and starting to make a dent in the super permanent ones in the front corner by the gate to the big back pasture and the far corner.
I admit to perhaps having done a little maintenance work in the newly renovated center
This is my preferred lie.