memories | My Shetland

I have a bit of a headache (probably from fighting with the weather this morning – I am just thawing and drying out now).

Anyway, I didn’t take any photos today as we were de-worming/fluking sheep and none of them helpful.

So, in the spirit of going through more of my photos from our trip to Norway in 2017, I found the bit where we travelled by horse-drawn sleigh from the encampment to the local village.

Upon arrival, we found all the horses were resting up after their hard work during the opening procession. They had blankets on to keep them warm and were given food too.

We chatted, made friends, wandered about the camp and then it was time to go.

The horses were hitched up and our drivers made us very comfortable under huge sheepskin rugs and we sat in the back of the sleigh.

It was like travelling through Narnia or being the Snow Queen. This was the home of every fairy tale.

We were accompanied by lots of singing, jingle bells and laughing.

I could not have loved this time more. So beautiful and perfect.

After a while of sedate travel, we reached our destination.

The light was beginning to go by now and the horses had worked very hard. It was time for their rest for the nigh. It was a memorable journey.

I promise I will try to get out with a camera tomorrow and take some photos of my more recent life. But I came across these in the Sort Out and smiled at each and every one of them….

Again, from 2018.

Floss and Lambie.

Her Maj with her two favourite toys – buzzy bee on the left (you can just see it) and lion. I think Loki and Wu had just died so we were attempting to cheer BeAnne up and failing. Hence our trip south to find Monster.

Day 1 when Daisy and I first met Monster at the SSPCA, Banchory. We were considered acceptable by himself and he came home that evening on the boat with us.