The pets were still in this tiny field while their own was resting. I went back for a flying visit with the camera. This is Tess.
Billy.
Irving.
Rosie.
Billy again.
Astrid's twins, Imelda and Irivng, having a conversation.
Wool quality checks? Who knows?
Fern.
Helly.
On an unusually warm spring day, Susan and I went to check on the sheep at Bannon's Land and bring them some water. I took the camera along for a wee photoshoot.
The trick with Susan is to have a ball thrower and a tennis ball.
A few sheep to bookend the photoshoot.
I went to the gate with Jim and waited to be noticed by one of my sweet boys - it was Billy who spotted us and came running.
It was a nice evening to walk in the Potato Fields.
Wee Jim. Crazy to think that he's exactly a year older than Billy. At least it's only the one birthday to remember.
Jim was enjoying the grass.
The bluebells were still in bloom.
This plant was bravely growing in the field itself.
Jim kind of trampled and nibbled on it. Lucky for him he's cute.
Going around the corner.
In the shade of the trees.
A lovely time.
Since their field was in need of a rest, and with the men coming to clip them soon, the pets moved into the smaller field next door.
Kerry.
Wee Matt never far away.
Tess.
Primrose.
Heather.
Billy.
Irving.
Hilde.
You think your hoggets are getting quite big, and then Titch stands next to them. No one's managed to grow as big as him yet.
Imelda.
Kerry again.
Billy.
Wee Matt and Kerry followed me to the gate.
Kerry.
