There are aspects of the British seaside that you either love:
Or you don’t:
There’s no getting away from the pervasive smell of fish and chips, which you might love, or you might not:
Whatever you feel about the British seaside:
It is the British seaside……..and that’s just how it is!
The Scottish menagerie is expanding. Ducks, geese, a horse, and now turkeys.
This is Caspar who’s eventful birth I witnessed. He’s a gorgeous boy.
Caspar’s cousin was born a few days later, a gorgeous girl!
Indian Runners. Running.
Some geese in a hurry
Gorgeous boy
Don’t know what breed of dog this is. Quite rare I think……..
Or perhaps not. Just a naughty breed!
Four days in Scotland. Unbeatable walking. Steep climbs. Wonderful views.
This lovely lady knows how beautiful she is. So does her baby I think
The only living creatures I met on my walks were these. They kept their heads down until I’d passed
Climbing up…..
And up……
These feet made it to the top. Next climb: The Inca Trail in three weeks. Will they make it?
This lovely boy was waiting for me when I got back from my trek. He’s too old to climb the hills. Never to old for a swim though
The National Trust is a place to visit when, at this time of year, my garden is resembling a dried flower arrangement and my enthusiasm for regenerating it is low. Nyman’s Gardens did the trick. Their borders are fresh and watered unlike my own.
It costs £8 to get in, but, as we were quite severely reminded by one of the volunteers, it is a first-rate garden, and, if the person who wasn’t a member cared to join, she would save a great deal of money. But…..she doesn’t want to join we said. Preposterous! Was the non verbal reply….. Hummmmm, don’t overdo your selling techniques NT, or you might just lose as seasoned member!
Anyway, they do great teas which we enjoyed!
There were interesting clouds last night. Followed by some less interesting, but welcome rain.
I met some new friends at the weekend. Mainly the animal variety.
This is Lamby. She decided to be a dog when her mother abandoned her. So now she lives with people, goes for walks. Soon she’s planning to have a bark installed so she can join the others.
This is Fergie. He looks lovely and clean doesn’t he???…….
Post mud bath.
A jumping bean. Midge.
That’s better. Got rid of our wooly vests.
Wish they’d do us.
I visited my lovely sister and husband here in the Scottish Borders at the weekend. Surrounded by stunning countryside, their herd of Highland cows decorated the hills perfectly. Moses, the bull looks after his girls, resulting in the occasional birth. We were lucky enough to witness such an event in the small hours of Saturday morning. Here is baby, plus some of the girls:
This little chap is called Caspar, and had quite a struggle arriving into this world…..
Here are some of his aunties:
What gorgeous girls!
I watched these swans in the river Arun. I think they were adolescents as they were a bit playful. I hadn’t appreciated how many ways they can contort their beautiful body’s. Here are five
Just landed. These two are making quite an entrance
Just got these tail feathers to do and I’m done
Can’t seem to settle into that elegant pose I found earlier
That feels sooooo good
Can’t quite remember where this foot is supposed to go
This is the time to be on the water. I don’t have a boat but am always attracted to them. They just seem to want to be photographed.
These little boats were in Pokhara in Nepal. I came across them after I returned from a long and aching trek to the Annapurna Sanctuary. They were inviting me on a restful float…
Tinking sailing boats at Whistable standing to attention. I love the sound of boat yards.
This old chap rests in peace in Bosham harbour. He hasn’t hit the high seas for years but is still quite lovely.
A Cornish fishing boat was bobbing past as I trekked the coastal path. Supper perhaps?
Cumbrian posers. Lovely!
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