Get with the programme Sheep...

... Up is where it's at.

A trip to Tatton Park today was very pleasant indeed.
We had a couple of young companions too, for one of whom we carried a lot of sticks...Because he's collecting them (obvs).
A name for a stick collector (should you be able to provide one) would be most appreciated (by him).
I felt a bit like a secret pyromaniac, awaiting a camp fire. And almost burst into songs like, 'Kookaburra sits in the old gum treeeee'. (It's a long time since I've persuaded anyone to join me in a round).
The ear worm I was left with though, sadly, was the tune playing on the carousel, to which I could only find the lyric 'Aunty Mary had a canary, up the leg of her drawers'. :-/

(I refrained from doing a jig).

Picnics too....?

So many small insects.
Most of them consumed.

Along with various bits of dried grass.

It's all nutrition I suppose?