Shared Pasturage

Although it was to brighten a little before we finished our trip into the forest this afternoon, it began very dull and overcast.

At Braggers Lane I disembarked from the Modus to focus on distant landscapes. The last two images include All Saints Church, featured in an earlier post.

Nascent bracken now towered above bluebells on the verge.

Horses grazed in the field opposite. One already wore an eye mask as protection against flies.

Generous assorted sheep and their little black lambs shared their pasturage with emus, ducks, and chickens in a field beside Fish Street. (Note Lwbut’s comment below. The large birds are Rheas)

While I focussed on the field, Jackie photographed the field behind me. at the far end of her vision two cows left their watering hole. One showed no interest, but its companion appeared to display some curiosity. The Assistant Photographer also created an image of the occupants of the field through a gap in trees beside the stream. The thatched cottage stands opposite the gate to the sheep field.

The road bridge provides a link between Fish Street and London Lane, alongside which whiter lambs were penned. This lane, along with many others, was permeated with the heavy, sweet, scent of oil seed rape seen in the distance in the first of the above pictures.

This evening we dined on Mr Pink’s fish and chips, pea fritters, and pickled onions. Jackie drank Peroni and I finished the Merlot Bonarda.


  1. You demonstrate it definitely is shared pasturage!
    It looks like a lovely day, despite the initial overcast conditions. Until I enlarged it, I thought the photo with the gate had a covering. It was the bush further back, but it’s still charming. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Such lovely creatures to view from my more suburban-semi-pastoral spot. I would love to have those at a walk’s distance. Enjoyed your outing and especially the first picture. May use it as a screen saver!…

  3. OH!!! AW!!! OOH!!! The wild-kids of all-sorts are out and about and peacefully sharing space! If only human-beans could share that well! ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ™‚ The little lambs are such a joy to see! ๐Ÿ™‚ (Even tho’ I am NOT against eating meat, I’m so glad you didn’t have lamb chops for your evening meal! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ ๐Ÿ˜› ๐Ÿ˜‰ HA! ๐Ÿ˜€ )
    HUGS!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Those little black lambs are very sweet and the emus are a bit of a surprise! I also enjoyed Jackie’s photos of the stream and the sheep in the field framed by the trees.

  5. Beautiful photos again today Derrick, i love the black lambs, although some of their mothers have more the appearance of a shaggy dog than a sheep (at least the one’s i’m used to!) ๐Ÿ˜‰

    I’m going to ‘stick my neck out’ a little though and suggest that your Emu’s (with which i am well acquainted) are actually Rhea americana or Greater Rheas (from S America)!

    Baby emus are almost always dark brown and grey or fawn striped and there would normally be four or more in a hatching.

    We also had fish and chips (Bird’s Eye), with peas and pickled onion last night, although i baked mine in the oven. it was surprisingly good! ๐Ÿ™‚

      1. A pleasure! ๐Ÿ™‚

        Now you can impress friends and relatives with your knowledge of large ratites (large flightless birds) when they say, “Ooohh look at those Emoos.”

    1. Thank goodness for the clarification. When I read the post the other day I thought “they don’t look like any emus I’ve ever seen. Not even babies look like that. . . . can they be albinos, I wonder?” Glad I kept my mouth shut and waited for wiser words than mine.

      1. But you were quite right! Clearly you are wiser than me as it is wise to keep your mouth shut, something i rarely do. ๐Ÿ˜‰

        I thought they might have been albino emu’s too so went and googled them. Found the rheas in the process. ๐Ÿ™‚

          1. Let’s be truthful… from that distance you’d be hard pressed to tell them apart from baby emus (or ostriches for that matter?)!

  6. Idyllic even on a cloudy day… Bluebells and Bracken is a kind of magical combo. Sadly, the bluebells we have here are very badly behaved, and even harder to eradicate. If I left them to do their thing, it would be all I would have in my garden. But I think the one growing in Britain is a gentler variety, and gosh, it is beautiful!

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