I went to meet a dear friend today with the purpose of walking together on the Penrose Estate but the hailstorm on my way over and its continuation for some time meant that we stayed local and walked around their garden and woodland.
A handful of hailstones.
The chickens didn’t seem to mind the hail or the rain. Their eggs are so lovely – pale blue, white and two shades of brown.
On our walkabout N spotted a fox at the bottom of the field. A long zoom just caught him before he slunk back into the hedge. The new woodland is growing really well and Bluebells are appearing in their natural habitat. Regular readers may remember us helping to plant 800 trees last year just before the first lockdown.
It was such a treat to walk and talk with a good friend in the calm and loveliness of their patch.
commonprose
May 26, 2021 at 7:35 pm
How do you find out what your spirit animal is? I don’t think it’s the kind of thing you find out. You sort of decide, based on your fascination with, identification with, love of a particular animal. I’m pretty sure my spirit animal is a cat.
mybeautfulthings
May 26, 2021 at 7:42 pm
In that case, mine is a cat, no doubt. 🙂
mybeautfulthings
May 26, 2021 at 7:18 pm
How do you find out what your spirit animal is? This year’s bluebells are the bluest we’ve seen and they’ve lasted so well, perhaps because of the cold. 🙂
commonprose
May 16, 2021 at 9:42 pm
Love to catch a glimpse of a fox. That’s my granddaugther’s spirit animal. Lovely bluebells.