...Lurcher stands awkwardly in background. Poor Rosie.  She didn't want to play with him today.

I should get my old manual lenses out. The autofocus lens can't cope with puppy heading towards it at top speed.  At the moment, recall training is going swimmingly, since Theo is still at the age where a sliver of cheese or a biscuit is SUPER EXCITING ( Read more... )

I actually took these just over a week ago: the bluebells are fading now, but I am trying to buck the trend of taking photos and then leaving them forever on my camera card, so here they are, taken on a rainy morning when the air was full of the scent of flowers. 

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I have a bit of a cold, so when I walked Rosie this morning, I went for a gentle stroll, congratulating myself on how she has over the last year or so turned into a much easier dog to have about the place: she's generally confident and happy and even comes when called ( Read more... )

Rosie in a sunbeam.  I forgot to take her muzzle and decided to let her go without for once, since I was pretty sure I was the only person on this path that day.  We didn't see anyone else at all, only squirrels.

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Oak tree on top of Kit Hill, 1095ish feet up in the sky.  He is perhaps two feet tall, and has a definite air of clinging on by his toenails.  This must be at the limit of what an oak can survive

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This evening  as I walked through the village, the sky was an almost cloudless blue, with just a thin sliver of the new moon showing above the mine chimney on the hilltop.  The first evening stars were just beginning to show ( Read more... )