A Poem about Harrel (and Lambie) 2 Replies Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Tweet Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Like this:Like Loading... Discover more from My Shetland Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email. Type your email… Subscribe
Linda Kirk July 12, 2022 at 7:46 pm I hope Harrell didn’t mind too much being sheared. I could put up with the smell, for Lambie’s smile, as he’s so winsome. Can’t wait to hear what you have planned for everyone’s fleeces. Reply ↓
Suzanne Kelly July 12, 2022 at 7:56 pm What a great poem and what fabulous photos! Hope to see more Reply ↓
I hope Harrell didn’t mind too much being sheared. I could put up with the smell, for Lambie’s smile, as he’s so winsome.
Can’t wait to hear what you have planned for everyone’s fleeces.
What a great poem and what fabulous photos! Hope to see more