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This morning’s dawn promised a better day than forecast.
And so it proved, at least for the first hour or so. I took an early ramble round the garden on which more light was cast than yesterday. This brought forth an open-mouthed gape from a bespectacled gentleman atop the skeletal honesty in the Weeping Birch Bed.
Camellias and hellebores were nicely backlit in some areas.
Here is the view from Fiveways;
bergenia, daffodils, and hellebores in a corner of the Dead End Path;
and more hellebores, alliums, and vincas.
Jackie is particularly delighted with the daphne odora Aureomarginata that she put in last year. It is apparently quite a fussy plant.
When shopping at Lidl this morning, Jackie had spotted that the supermarket was selling very reasonably priced wheelbarrows. She drove me back there to buy one. After this we travelled on to Friars Cliff for me to post, into one of the beach huts, the prints I had made of photographs taken of two little girls on the beach on 24th February.
On one side of Christchurch Road stretches a number of extensive fields which, at this time of the year are occupied by hundreds of ewes and lambs. On the other, in front of a farmhouse, is a much smaller rectangular enclosure, not much more than a fold, really. We have always thought of that as the nursery for very newborn lambs before their decanting across the road. Today we saw confirmation of this.
The most recent arrivals and their mothers could be seen through the fencing bars. The rolled folds in the babies’ skin demonstrated their newness. Already, just like the grown sheep, they were stamped with identification numbers.
Even so young, some of the lambs were as inquisitive as the ewes,
whereas others and their mothers were not quite so sure.
As we arrived, a farmer drove a large tractor and long trailer from the farmyard, around a bend in the road, and through an open gate into the field opposite. He proceeded to unload his cargo of ewes and their lambs,
which were very soon suckling fit to fill out those rolls of skin.
The farmer was very gentle with his charges, even when offering a whole new meaning to the phrase, ‘giving it some welly’, as he encouraged a reluctant little one to join its patiently waiting mother.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s pasta arrabbiata, sugar snap peas, and rocket salad, followed by tiramisu. I drank more of the Fleurie and the Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden.
I’m partial to backup Hellebore too. 🙂
Thanks, Sherry
Back lit I meant. Stupid spell check.
The bespectacled gentleman looks gobsmacked. Must have been something he saw. 🙂
Gobsmacked – lol – I like that – I think it means he looks shocked & yes he does!
🙂
Obviously you’re not English Jodie; it comes from being smacked in the mouth with your own hand.
Gob = mouth OE slang.. smacking ones hand across the mouth, which is open in shock or astonishment,
And if you can follow that load of codswallop you have come far! 😀
Loved this post, Derrick! The sheep and lambs may be common to you folks but not to this urban center dweller. And finding the “bespectacled gentleman” was a treat–good catch! Ah, yes, daphne–we have it in abundance around here and you can smell its cloying sweetness from many feet away. Love those flowerlets. I am excited to see your garden change once more!
Very many thanks, Cynthia
A lamb nursery seems like a metaphor for spring. They are adorable.
I can’t say I’ve ever heard anyone say ” giving it some welly.” 🙂
Your dinner sounds delicious, though I had to look up rocket salad.
We use the expression to mean ‘making a lot of effort’ – not sure of the origin, but it is a reference to Wellington boots, which the farmer used to good effect 🙂 Thanks very much, Merril
I assumed it had to do with Wellington boots. Great expression. 🙂
The lambs are so cute! And dinner sounded tasty.
Yes and yes. Thanks very much, Persia
The lambs are adorable! 🙂
They are, Patsy. Thank you
I have to ask what Rocket Salad is.
The rocket plant and tomatoes: https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=salad+plant+called+rocket&oq=rocket+salad+plant&aqs=chrome.2.69i57j0l2.19502j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8 Thanks, Jodie
Oh, Arugula a; my favorite green – and tomatoes. I now have a wonderful name for something that I make all the time. Thanks!
I like the gobsmacked skeletal honesty the best!
Many thanks, Bruce. I hoped that wasn’t too obscure 🙂
I like the little one with the defiant stance.
Thanks very much, Mary
Daphne is such an unforgettable scent and always brings back memories of springtime when my children were young! I’m on owl look-out duties, but as I can’t enlarge your photos any more have only my not-so-keen eyes to rely on. Hence I counted one!
Thanks a lot, Pauline. Have you got a problem with enlargement?
Somewhat Derrick – the photos that come in sets don’t enlarge like the single shots do. A minor issue in the big scheme of things 🙂
I’m sorry about that, Pauline. I’ll do more singles, especially if they contain owls 🙂
When you get to the gallery, scroll down and click on view full size – you get the larger individual image which you can enlarge even more with another click. Try that. X
Aw…I want one! That first one is really staring you down, Derrick. I love these photos!
Many thanks, Jill. We had been waiting for the right moment – the tractor and trailer was a real bonus.
They have the cutest little legs. They did seem to be checking you out, as well, with their inquisitive faces. Great post, including the gentle boot…
Many thanks, Lisa. Jackie saw the boot, but, as often, I was so intent on getting the long lens shots that I thought I’d missed it.
Lambies … miss them 💕
Thanks very much, Val
Lambs; lamb chops, Shari Lewis. Pointless!
Wonderful comment, Brian. Thanks
I can see some amazing clicks. . Loved them
Thanks very much, Falak
I never realised that those NHS glasses grew in the garden!
🙂 You’d be surprised what grows in our garden, John. Thanks for spotting them and commenting.
As my old mate Percy once said, “O Wind,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?”
And when Spring comes it comes with a flare of trumpets. (I said that )
Well said, John. Thank you.
Looks like the flowers are so much more forward where you are Derrick.. Love the Lambs too…
Have a happy Weekend in the garden Derrick. 🙂
Thank you, Sue
Gorgeous photos and a yummy meal!
Many thanks, Lynn
Oh my goodness, the lamb! I haven’t seen any yet.
Thanks very much, Inese
That is a brooding shot of the morning, The backlit flowers look great, and so do the ewes and the lamb.
Thanks very much, Uma
Image aside (which I loved), the phrase “skeletal honesty” has some intriguing potential uses. I have decided to plant some Daphne this year, with some trepidation, so am happy to see that Jackie’s is doing well.
Many thanks, Brenda
The lambs look adorable..and I’m happy to see a myriad of colours again on your blog… 🙂 Loved the flowers…
Many thanks, Maniparna
The Culinary Queen, Jackie’s precious and particular flower was gorgeous!
I liked the open-mouthed bespectacled gentleman is really a great one to spot. At first I just saw circles and bubble shapes. The baby lambs are sweet and cuddly looking. 🙂
Thanks very much, Robin. I didn’t see the specs until I got it on screen 🙂
It would help on a computer but my cellphone displayed them, once I had enlarged the area in the picture. 🙂
I love Camellias, you have so many blooms! 🙂
Thanks very much, Amy
These animals look happy. They aren’t tied to a machine. It’s lovely.
Thanks very much, Micheline. It is lovely. We try not to think where the lambs will end up.
I suppose we should not ask too many questions.