It was a lovely morning for a dog-walk. I was looking for the sheep, but came across Haakon instead.
We had a quick chat and I went on with the walk, thinking the sheep were probably at the far end of the field.
Beautiful flowers were everywhere – I am particularly fond of the forget-me-nots.
While I was walking up into the hill part of the field, I saw movement by my feet.
I think this is a Heath humble-bee (Bombus jonellus vogti) – please correct me if I am wrong.
She was very cute (apparently it is the females that collect the pollen, etc and do all the work – of course they do!)
(and she had lovely fat little buff-coloured knickers!)
She seemed very content buzzing around the self-heal plants.
And then onwards and upwards looking for my sheep. I couldn’t see them anywhere. I was worried they had all escaped as there is a very rickety gate at the end of the field.
But, having thoroughly searched the 30 acre field, scratched my head and wondered where they all were, I suddenly remembered I had put them in a different field. Duh!
So, after making my afternoon felted sheep, I went and found my sheep where I had originally put them.
‘Bert kindly plonked himself down behind me and I told him he was the most comfortable chair-back I knew. He really was, nice and solid giving great support but then that’s ‘Bert all over.
I’m glad I found my sheep. I was beginning to worry before I eventually remembered!
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‘Bert has always been my favorite. I agree that he is very handsome. To see how sweet he is as well is so nice.
Bert is a lovely chap. So reliable and sensible. Very personable.
Muzza Frances has lost her sheep
And doesn’t know where to find them…
Why does that sound familiar?
(Actually looked up the nursery rhyme and was surprised by additional verses beyond the initial well-known quatrain. )
I heard sheep snickering as you wander the wrong field searching for them.
I a day late, but that’s getting to be the norm as I try to pack as much in as possible. I loved the bee in her rumba bottom knickers. I didn’t know that were self-heal plants which I now know are an herb in the mint family; beautiful little plants. But I love forget-me-nots! Our back yard was full of forget-me-nots, violets, clover, & dandylions. In spring & summer, it looked like a carpet around the flower boarders.
Frances, you do take stunning photos!
oh, thank you. That cheers me up hugely ( was feeling a bit hopeless about my photos recently)