animal farm

June 14, 2010

The shearer was booked at the farm but we got there too late for photos of the main event!

Found some rather confused looking sheep – lambs trying to find their mother and vice versa – as apparently the shorn would now smell different. The fleeces smelt quite sweet to our noses. The mothers and the January lambs had all been shorn and revealed bodies that looked like contoured landscapes. The easter lambs still had their tight curly coats and looked a little smug!

Some fleece from the Jacob’s . . .

. . and the veritable black sheep below . . .

. . .  while in the tennis court where the feathered ones are housed at night, it was time for supper . . .

. . and every one mixed in together quite happily with the odd snapping and pushing out-of-the-way stuff. The noisy mealtime activity was looked down on rather disdainfully by the cock bantam who thinks he’s king of the castle . . ‘all animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others’  . .

. . the Indian Runners have beetled back to get their long necks into the pretty chinese bowls . .

. .  a small group of fat little birds posed for their picture and, of course, the boy band (Japanese Silkies) . . .

. . with the lead singer looking just gorgeous. Almost on a par with the wild flower meadow . .

. . with the mass of daisies this summer (poppies seem to have wandered off this year) are ragged robin, knapweed, common vetch and trefoils – common and creeping bird’s foot – and some sign of rattle; it’ll be cut in august and then grazed by the sheep through autumn.

. . and an old pile of furniture . . . walking across the top of the meadow and down to the ponds . . .

. . where a spirit of a fish has been carved by Lucy Williams . . .

. . it’s quite magnificent – over 3 metres long  and has a very energetic tail. Another pile of oak is waiting for her . . maybe? . .

. . the network of ponds is looking promising – the dredging and gentle carving out of the banks has brought this part of the farm to life. Hornbeam and oaks have been carefully thinned out to let in more life and once the water level has settled, the banks can be planted with rushes and native iris. Ducks are being hatched now to inhabit this watery area. We think these are old ponds maybe used to house perch or that they were dug for the clay for local bricks and tiles.  . . . the view to the west completes the picture. It’s a rather special spot –  aah, sigh!

“Heaven”—is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree—
Provided it do hopeless—hang—
That—”Heaven” is—to Me!

The Color, on the Cruising Cloud—
The interdicted Land—
Behind the Hill—the House behind—
There—Paradise—is found!

Her teasing Purples—Afternoons—
The credulous—decoy—
Enamored—of the Conjuror—
That spurned us—Yesterday!  Emily Dickinson  ‘Heaven’ – is what I cannot reach!

4 Responses to “animal farm”

  1. Cloudier Says:

    Incredible how white the sheep are when bare. Hilarious black sheep looking on from the background. It looks like one duck has a beak that turns from black/navy blue to inky blue at the tip – very smart indeed.

  2. julia fogg Says:

    May be some peacocks soon – one hatched succesfully -they’ll be playing guitars . . .

  3. Looking at this post I could so easily fill Ty Isaf with animals. Those Japanese Silkies are quite something, and I’ve always had a weak spot for Indian Runner Ducks. But were I to weaken and open the doors, I would have to stop being a painter because there would be all the responsibilities of maintaining the menagerie! It’s a fact that it’s all I can do to keep Jack exercised, Basil in good repair and feed all the wild birds… including the pheasants! Of course I get access to lambs because our neighbour’s lambing shed is just opposite the gate to our drive! I kind of farm by proxy!!!

  4. […] The wildflower meadow at the farm the following evening where the mix has slowly changed visually into  midsummer tones – […]

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