I went down to the burn to take photos of our wild primroses. Obviously I took my little friend, Her Maj who insisted on going paddling.
My back was turned and I suddenly noticed she was off, swimming upstream and then she vanished!
(sorry for shaky video)
Anywho, she came back and stayed with me while I continued to take photos. It involved us both standing in the stream to get to them.
This part of the stream has a wall on either side of primroses interspersed with celandine.
Down stream they give up. The primroses always grow in this spot.
After our little adventure, we went into the other field where the sheep were, all five. I sat on a rock while BeAnne pootled about, coming back occasionally to check I hadn’t moved. The sheep came up for a chat and Lambie sat down with me.
We are all making the most of this fabulous weather.
And it is lovely to enjoy the sunshine with BeAnne.