“Did Someone Mention Carrots?”

Although Dennis kept the wind up throughout the night and the morning, the rain desisted and some of the rainwater subsided.

The swirling skirts of the weeping birch gave testimony to the strong breezes.

Aaron had cleared up much of the garden debris yesterday, and no further untidiness manifested itself. Daffodils, snowdrops, camellias, and more, have survived.

With followers like mine it was clear what our afternoon’s drive should entail. We dutifully made our way to South Sway Lane and our equine friend in the sodden field.

Much of the water had returned to the river and the ponyΒ was happily once more chomping on grass,

taking time to polish her hooves

and drink from the normal stream.

I must admit to feeling somewhat rejected as she determinedly pursued her grazing.

It was when Jackie called to ask me if I had the carrot that the mood changed. The animal lifted her head, whinnied “did someone mention carrots?”, and trotted over to the barbed wire fence.

She was quick to relieve my outstretched palm of an extra-long Tesco’s finest root vegetable.

Far too quick for the Assistant Photographer who hadn’t enough time to focus her camera and had to settle for my subsequent question about the subject’s satisfaction with her meal.

We returned home through driving rain.

This evening we dined on succulent fillet steaks, luscious ratatouille, and crisp potato wedges coated in herbs and garlic. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank Patrick Chodot Fleurie 2018.

Published by derrickjknight

I am a septuagenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs

90 thoughts on ““Did Someone Mention Carrots?”

  1. Aaron sure did a good job of cleaning up the garden. You have quite a worker there!!
    I knew what you had done as soon as I saw the title to this post!! There was my pony, no longer looking forlorn! Thanks for doing that. You two are sheer treasures!!

  2. Well, I did say take two carrots ………. But you’ll be a favourite sight now and I’m sure your previous transgression is forgiven. I’m glad to hear Dennis has passed over you without too much damage.

  3. Dennis sounds like a Menace! (Just a silly joke related to a character I loved when I was a little girl…Dennis The Menace! πŸ˜€ )

    YAY for Aaron and his great work and help! πŸ™‚

    Double YAY that the horsey got a carrot today! πŸ™‚ Now his face is like, “More? You got more, Mister?” πŸ˜€

    Great photo, AP! of The GP and the happy horsey! πŸ™‚
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

      1. No problem!
        And thank you! I wanted to try to highlight a WP photographer’s photo to match up with my writing. So far, no luck. But I did find some Arctic Fox photos that are in public domain and can be used on blogs. πŸ™‚

    1. Two different ‘Dennis the Menace’ characters being discussed here, the American version and a Britsh character from the ‘Beano’ comic, Dennis from the beano had a dog called Gnasher!

  4. The expression on the pony’s face in the last photo is precious. How does it feel to know there are people all around the world who are appreciative of your efforts on its behalf? Yum — carrot!

  5. I always enjoy your garden tours, and obviously, I take great pleasure in seeing the ponies. I’m glad you took a carrot, far healthier than a sugar lump or a polo mint. My girls often took polo mints when our ponies were refusing to be caught, as soon as the mint came out they stopped circling and came straight over.

    Ah, the Beano and Dandy, I had to wait until my brother read it, I was always told they were boys’ comics!

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