Friday, 26 August 2016

Honey, I Shrunk the Pony

Meet little Blue Belle, a figurine I had made based on photos of the girl herself. She is super cute!

Such expressive eyes.

I got my first animal in miniature back in 2014 - that was a Pip necklace. Now Pip has a little friend.

Pip is still very cute herself.

And another portrait of Blue Belle, because why not?

Alright, girls, back in your box.

Thanks so much to inklingsthings for making these two! I love 'em.

Saturday, 20 August 2016

With the Lambs

Just as the pretty setting sun I'd expected to see ducked behind some clouds, I sat on an upturned bucket in the lambs' field. Rosie was the first to greet me. At least I think it was a greeting.

Eleven years Rosie's senior, Suckie gave me the same look.

Rosie relented and got some scratches from the person on the bucket before wandering off to eat.

Which left me and the view.

Then Nobby spied me. He came straight over for some scratches.

Rosie came over to model imaginary horse blankets.

And bridles.

Then everyone else came tearing down the hill only to run straight past me and into the feeder.

Rosie soon discovered there wasn't room for four in the feeder, and Nobby came over for even more scratches.

Millie came over too.

It's amazing to see how small a little old lady Suckie is next to the lambs.

That doesn't mean the old lady doesn't have 'tude - as Honey found out the hard way.

Margo, meanwhile, came nowhere near me. She doesn't seem to remember those few months when I fed her milk three times a day. Apparently I'm scary.

Honey likes to find new places to eat.

Millie was thinking of joining her but then she saw something interesting Over There.

Why can't Margo and Honey pose in a prettier part of the field?

Meanwhile, Nobby joined Millie Over There.

The remaining three lambs waited at the gate for me to bring them some food. They didn't seem to realise I was the person sitting on the bucket in the field with them.

Such a relaxing way to spend an evening.

Thursday, 18 August 2016

Round and Round Bales

This is Jess' second silage season and she already has posing on a bale down to a fine art. She poses best for toys, so I held a squeaky toy in my hand, asked Jess to jump up, and waited for Dad to come into the background in the tractor. The idea was to take a photo that told a story... even if the story was of a dog posing on a bale!

Most of these shots would have been very difficult to take on my old camera - the new one certainly gives me a bit more flexibility.

While Dad continued to drive in circles, and the baler continued to spit out bales, Jess continued to pose.

I love the blurred hedge in this one.

An adorable wee face.

In a little over an hour Jess and I had moved the bales up the hill and placed them into rows. While we waited for Dad to arrive with the wrapper - yep, you guessed it - more posing!

She's become very good at this posing thing.