Daily Archives:March 13th, 2016

The Grapes of Wrath

From ‘Art Roflmao‘. Lovely.

Fog on the Barrow-downs


A slightly surreal dog-walk this morning.

Daylight savings

My mother, in her younger days, used to be a midwife. She once delivered a pair of twins, just as the clocks were going back.

The younger one ended up with a birth certificate stating that he was born before the older one…

Not very sheepish


This handsome lass posed nicely for me in the sunlight.

She seemed remarkably unfazed by the fact I had Tilly beside me on a lead.


Tilly was much less composed about it. She didn’t quite know whether to protect me from this beast, or run away…

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