A timeless image of the forest; pigs at pannage. The family of pigs I saw up on Spy Holms the other day have migrated down into the wooded fringes of Red Rise Brook and its bountiful supply of forageable goodies. There appeared to be some unease between them and the local ponies, who didn't look to kindly on having guests in their woods. The pigs were grouped on one side of the brook and the ponies on the other, though every so often a group of pigs would venture across the brook into pony territory. Repeatedly the ponies formed up and chased the pigs hither and thither, until they squealed off, back across the brook. Not for long though, and they invade again. Well, that's where the bulk of the goodies are, you can't blame them. The ponies will just have to share, after all the pigs are doing them a favour.
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