Garlanded

I went for a walk with my friend B this morning. We took a wrong turning, as a result of which we had a sit and a snack in a very nice sheep field. There was a lot of loud baaing from a thicket of brambles and eventually a sheep emerged. As we retraced our steps this little gang followed us - to see us off the premises perhaps. I think the sheep at the front with the garland of ivy might be the one who was in the thicket.

It was springlike up there on the hillside, just like it should be in April.

Eggy is resting after his exertions of yesterday - he's very glad he brought a smile to lots of blippers' faces.