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.
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