Reblogging: Lambing

Here's the second of an occasional reblogging series from my seven-year catalogue of posts. oooOOOooo It's not as if I need an excuse to go up to Margaret's farm for a natter and a cup of tea.  She's my friend.  But in spring, my visits might be a little more regular than usual and last … Continue reading Reblogging: Lambing

Out To Pasture

It's that time of year again.  I've shown the annual turning out of cows to pasture before (See 'A Stampede of Cows') but as it is such a big event in my calendar (party invites having  dried up somewhat), I'll share it with you once more. Margaret warns me when the release is imminent and … Continue reading Out To Pasture

Margaret’s Farm …

... sits on the skyline above the Priory.  I visit once a week to stock up on eggs, catch up with local gossip, spread local gossip, help out if needed and wander round the farmyard. After several months, her cows are still over-wintering in the sheds. They'll be turned out in a few weeks when … Continue reading Margaret’s Farm …

Lambing

I know that I've posted a lot of lamb photos over the years and quite recently too (see A Happy Ending), b .. b .. but I had never witnessed the birth of a lamb.  I've seen dozens of newborn lambs (thanks to having a farming friend), but I hadn't seen the actual flop-out moment.  … Continue reading Lambing

A Happy Ending

The day after my adventure with Cyril and The Cast Sheep, I walked up to the farm to see the new arrival.  Margaret was delighted (and relieved) that the unfortunate ewe had not only made a full recovery but delivered a strapping, healthy girl-lamb too.  She was less delighted to be woken at 1am by … Continue reading A Happy Ending

Cyril And The Cast Sheep

(Apologies for the poor quality of these photos.  Under the circumstances, you'll understand why I used my smart phone rather than my 'proper' camera). It was only when I befriended a farmer, that I learnt how a ewe might lie down, inadvertently roll on to her back and, tortoise-like, be unable to right herself.  This is … Continue reading Cyril And The Cast Sheep

An End To May

As I walk about the Priory gardens, I am watched. When deep in thought (it happens), I might suddenly look up and be quite startled.  These four made me jump - but then it doesn't take much. Margaret's cattle are part of the summer scene at the Priory; mooing loudly (and often very unnecessarily), drifting … Continue reading An End To May