The first set of twin lambs were born yesterday, up on Bodmin Moor - in heavy rain, high winds and very low temperatures. Poor babies - what a welcome. But despite the adverse conditions, they looked very healthy, energetic and downright cute today. I hope conditions improve soon so that they can enjoy the warmth of the sun on their backs.
Mummy Sheep obligingly posed for a group photo but then decided that the photoshoot was over. She led her babies away from the woman with the camera and her inquisitive little dog.
Maybe she heard the !Thwump, thwump, thwump" of the big, noisy Chinook that appeared, flying very low across the Moor and eventually landing very close to where I stood.
Zooming in once it landed, I could see that there were troops being unloaded to take part in an exercise on Bodmin Moor; once offloaded and swallowed up by the nearby gorse bushes they were replaced by another group (troop?) who boarded the Chinook.
This next photo tells the story of how Benji reacted to the first fall of snow. These are the only prints he left on that first morning . .
Dashed out of the door, yelped, spun round and dashed straight back inside!
The following day, though cold, was sunny and we headed to Seaton beach; Benji thoroughly enjoys galloping along the sands. The sea was 'lively'!
There he goes, trotting off to meet and greet other dogs being walked along the beach.
House with a view! This is a recently built 'upside down' house overlooking the beach but I rarely see anyone there. Maybe it was intended as a holiday home for occasional use - but what an expensive white elephant it seems to be.
Those large rocks at the bottom of the cliffs were tipped there two years ago in an attempt to stop any more cliff erosion - but on walking along the beach it's plain to see that many metres of land has been lost where the cliffs have eroded and fallen into the sea. Garden fences are constantly being lost, then replaced but Mother Nature is gradually winning.
Happy Benji.
A beautiful blue sky - but can you see the bubbles? A young lady was making HUGE bubbles and wafting them across the beach with a length of rope, so I had to try to capture them on camera.
Finally - on the way home I saw these brightly coloured Primroses and treated myself to 6 pots, intending to plant them out in the garden. But when it started to rain heavily and with a forecast of several degrees below freezing I decided to keep them indoors, enjoy the lovely perfume of them and save them from drowning or freezing!
The little lambs are so sweet...as is your wee dog.
ReplyDeleteLovely sunny primroses, hope it drys up enough to plant them next week, Dorset has snow forecast for Saturday so no gardening here.
ReplyDeleteThat dog has more sense than I would have thought. One paw (or maybe two paws) is quite enough to put into snow.
ReplyDeleteThe troops looked a bit like an invading force! Poor Benji, that must have been a shock for him! I can't imagine anyone building so close to the cliff edge, it really doesn't look safe.
ReplyDeleteLove to see Benji enjoying himself - he's certainly not the portly fella he used to be!
ReplyDeleteThose little lambs! There were pictures on the local news up where we are of poor lambs buried in the recent snow drifts in Yorkshire - miraculously most survived. Such a shock to have so much snow in the Spring. Benji has the right idea!
Those little lambs are adorable but what a shock for them being born in such horrible weather. The second shot of the Chinook is great, and the primroses are beautiful - I hope they do well when you finally plant them out :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely assortment of pictures! Those sheep/lambs are very very woolly; good thing from the sound of the birth weather.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful shots of the waves.
And I love primroses. I didn't know they were the same as primula until I looked it up. Duh :) I know them as primula.
What an excellent set of pictures, have you ever considered taking part in Kate's monthly 'photo scavenger hunt' over at https://livelovecraftme.blogspot.co.uk/
ReplyDeleteI love hearing the 'thwump' of a Chinook, we're in a low-fly zone and get to see all sorts of machines throwing themselves across the sky.
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ReplyDeleteI live in the Tamar Valley. But it’s the one in Tasmania! Dang.
ReplyDeleteHello to Franny and Danny! I assume you were reading my more recent post about wandering around Calstock and Cotehele, both within the Tamar Valley in Cornwall. I hope your neighbourhood is as beautiful as mine but I'm guessing it won't be filled with Spring flowers right now as you're on the opposite side of the world. Off to find your blog and see if there are photos of YOUR Tamar Valley > > > > > >
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