In the morning it’s raining so you don’t go outside – you just open the back door so the horses can go out and run around. You spend all morning in the shadow of lunch, which has been set to bubbling on the stove whilst you mend things.
When everyone is hungry, you ladle lunch out – only then you have to de-ladle it because someone has sounded the warning. You call in the horses, set lunch back on the stove.
Afterwards, you re-ladle lunch back in to the same bowls, though it is now late. The horses whine to be back outside, but you don’t let them, not just yet.