Well this is my last blog post for a while. My friend, Nick Miners, will be taking over in my absence.
From Rise Art ‘s website – “Nick is a freelance photographer obsessed with Iceland. He travels there as often as he can in search of the elusive perfect photo, despite knowing that it probably doesn’t exist. A side product of this search is an growing portfolio of landscape photography from Iceland, some of which was taken from an altitude of 6,000 feet. He is also fascinated by architecture, especially the mixed emotions generated by the brutalist movement.“
Anywho, Daisy and I have packed, Daisy has made extensive lists for OH and I have agonised about every animal who lives here.
OH will be fine. Basically, throw silage at everyone.
Some get a hard feed as well. Some don’t.
And some shouldn’t but, well, Gypsy would be very upset and they are travelling south when we get back so a bit extra won’t hurt. They can run up thin after the ferry trip.
Little Albie is, at long last, weaned. Huzzah! He is not happy about this situation. It was virtually white water and he was barely bothering but now it has gone completely, he stomps around following anyone he can find of the human variety to ask for his milk back. Sorry Albie. Not going to happen. Big boy now.
BeAnne went into a decline when she saw the suitcase come out.
I have packed every camera I own!