They get in your ears and up your nose and bite! But, they seem to be deterred by smoke, which is where the smoke fire comes in...the horses come to the yard right behind our garden and congregate where they know some loving soul will build them a fire they can huddle in to get some respite from the tiny, nasty, black beasts.
Of course, they do have their own in built mechanisms for swishing annoying bugs, but the tail swish on it's own is just not sufficient to make life tolerable at the height of sandfly activity!
So, while they enjoy the relief the smoke fire offers, standing around it in a huddled mob day... after day... after day... after day, becomes somewhat tedious for our equine friends...so they start to chew on the trees. See all those little scrape lines in the trunk? Teeth marks. Lots of them.
I'm pretty sure this beautiful girl is trying to tell me something...What are those soulful eyes trying to say?
I bet it's something like "I'm going crazy...you wanna come?"
Honey, I'm right there with you!