First Foals Of 2024

This morning I read more of Kristin Lavransdatter.

After lunch on this warm and sunny day we took a forest drive.

We noticed our first foal of the season on the moorland beside Tiptoe Road.

Jackie managed to catch the youngster suckling, while I was photographing

a couple of shaggy ponies crossing the road, causing some consternation to an alarmed cyclist who rapidly took evasive action.

While approaching Burley we spotted our second foal clinging to its mother; the first four are my pictures, the rest are Jackie’s.

The pool on Fish Street caused me to reflect on the current aptness of the name.

May blossom, like this example on London Lane, is now quite prolific.

A pair of horse riders, one in training, the other leading a smaller steed, moved over to let us pass as we tagged along behind.

Shelly visited later, when we enjoyed a pleasant conversation largely about mothers, babies, and grandfamilies.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s spicy pasta arrabbiata with tender runner beans.

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  6. I especially like your 1st photo of the black pony and foal walking together, I can sense a poem in this one Derrick … I have placed it in my ‘Derrick File’

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    1. Indeed – and all a bit early we think, Aletta. Thank you very much

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    1. Thank you very much from each of us Carolyn. The lingering cold is better each day. I disembarked for some of those photographs with no specs. XX

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  19. Thank you for sharing these photos of new life–always wonderful to see. Our older child sent us a photo recently of a new born calf they got to see–four hours old. I especially like the gallery by you and Jackie of the black mare with lighter colored foal. I’m happy to hear you’re feeling better.

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  21. The photographs of the foals are lovely. Such a relief that the weather has warmed up. The horses opposite us have just had their winter rugs removed.

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    1. We do too, Dale. Tiptoe and Sway are two neighbouring villages. Thank you very much

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  23. The foals nuzzling with their mothers, such joy! Love the photo of the fish lane, with the large puddle of water. I am thinking of painting that.

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    1. That would be a grand challenge, Zakiah. I hope we see it. Much appreciated

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  24. It’s amazing how young ones cling to their mother; even their mothers are, sometimes, irritated and hostile, the young ones cling to her, with life and death stubbornness. Driven by survival instinct.

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