Dropping off Sheep

An early dog walk in my 5 acre field that has been left to grow grass for the winter months.  It is a lovely walk and all the wild flowers are growing like Topsy.

This time of year I keep my Shetland plant book on my desk. For reference purposes, it’s easier.

Bogbean – which has never grown in this field before.  Strange, it has decided to appear now.

Tormentil

Common Butterwort

Common Spotted Orchid – appearing everywhere now.

The dogs were suitably exhausted after their walk, as well as Monster who didn’t attend because he preferred to lounge around on the garden table and wait for us to come home.

So I packed up all my felted sheep, ready to go town and then had a huge pang of guilt.  I really wanted to take Pepper, for lead-practice, seeing new things and it’s always nice to have company, but then I remembered just how ghastly she was at the vet’s so I left her behind to keep Ted company instead.

Anyway, on to town to get my messages (Scottish for shopping). I popped into Jamieson’s Knitwear to refill the field and the shop was busy.

Two boats were in and, as usual, the street was full of folk, milling and generally looking lost.

I contented myself taking photos of the Lerwick Lanes, the side streets of Lerwick that lead to the residential areas.

Messages done and, when I finally arrived home, two small dogs and a large white cat were very pleased to see me possibly because I had bought lovely toys and food to assuage my guilt at not taking Pepper with me. Another time. She and I will do this, I told her.

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