alliterative animals
On a wander w/ L around the back of Llandough Hospital last week, I stopped to take in the view. The hospital is sited on a hill, looking out towards the Bristol Channel from the front, with central Cardiff and numerous Cardiffian suburbs visible from the rear.
Looking in this direction, I noticed a small, irregularly shaped field, and within it a black pig, which wagged its tail vigorously as I looked on. This made me very pleased.
A couple of days later, we'd wandered to the same spot, and I scanned the little paddock in vain for another glimpse of the pig. Not all of the paddock was in view, so, thinking that piggy might be pootling around unseen in some far corner, I turned my attention to an inhabitant of the field I hadn't seen during my previous stint of paddock-gazing - a skewbald pony, shaggy of fetlock and forelock, with a white and chestnut patchwork coat. There's something very pleasing to me in the aspect of a horse or pony which hasn't been groomed and trimmed and clipped to within an inch of its whinny, but allowed to grow rugged and ragged as nature intended it, so I was happy enough in the pig's absence to discover its grazing neighbour.
Imagine my delight when, moments after having noticed the pony, I espied a peacock enter the scene from an area of the paddock hidden from my view. Sadly he didn't have cause to display while I was watching, but he did do me the honour of strutting regally, if aimlessly, about the turf, scattering several crowds of lesser birds (crows, magpies) gathered in the grass about him as he did so. Piece of class. You peacock it up, peacock! It's good to animals unafraid to get on w/ doing their trademark 'things'. Why should they feel embarrassed about conforming to type.
It seeming unlikely that L will be discharged before Tuesday, I should have ample opportunity to admire this Ppaddock over the next few days. I look forward to the opportunity to view the many penguins, polecats, porcupines and polar bears which doubtless also congregate in this marvellously multi-beasted patch of land.
Looking in this direction, I noticed a small, irregularly shaped field, and within it a black pig, which wagged its tail vigorously as I looked on. This made me very pleased.
A couple of days later, we'd wandered to the same spot, and I scanned the little paddock in vain for another glimpse of the pig. Not all of the paddock was in view, so, thinking that piggy might be pootling around unseen in some far corner, I turned my attention to an inhabitant of the field I hadn't seen during my previous stint of paddock-gazing - a skewbald pony, shaggy of fetlock and forelock, with a white and chestnut patchwork coat. There's something very pleasing to me in the aspect of a horse or pony which hasn't been groomed and trimmed and clipped to within an inch of its whinny, but allowed to grow rugged and ragged as nature intended it, so I was happy enough in the pig's absence to discover its grazing neighbour.
Imagine my delight when, moments after having noticed the pony, I espied a peacock enter the scene from an area of the paddock hidden from my view. Sadly he didn't have cause to display while I was watching, but he did do me the honour of strutting regally, if aimlessly, about the turf, scattering several crowds of lesser birds (crows, magpies) gathered in the grass about him as he did so. Piece of class. You peacock it up, peacock! It's good to animals unafraid to get on w/ doing their trademark 'things'. Why should they feel embarrassed about conforming to type.
It seeming unlikely that L will be discharged before Tuesday, I should have ample opportunity to admire this Ppaddock over the next few days. I look forward to the opportunity to view the many penguins, polecats, porcupines and polar bears which doubtless also congregate in this marvellously multi-beasted patch of land.