A Swa'dle Yow (A Swaledale Ewe).

A typical Wednesday, CC out with her Mum shopping, me pottering around at home waiting for the groceries they bought to be delivered. CC arrived hom,e early afternoon and expressed a desire to go out and get shots showing the "layering" of the Lake District fells. The weather conditions seemed about right to show this well and anyway as I am still not allowed to drive (roll on next Wednesday) I wasn't about to turn down the chance of getting out!

So we headed off towards Keswick on the "old road" which runs beside the A66. The naked eye could see the mountains well and they stood out as layers well but the camera had to be pointed almost directly at the sun. As a result what you saw and what you got were not the same thing at all.

We decided to make a bit of a detour and head along the Berrier road to see if the hills around Carrock Fell were any better. Guess what! They weren't! So there were some convenient sheep prepared to pose nicely. As I spent much of my working life teaching Rural Studies (an agriculture horticulture mix or as Kanyl insists on calling it "piggery and diggery") I am always a sucker for livestock.

The title is what the lads from the hill farms round about would have called her but I have translated it for you.