Baa

Took Irene and Laura to lunch at the Catrine ice cream parlour. Only been 2 years in the waiting. It was mobbed so we had another 15 minutes to wait so we wondered around the barn and looked at the coos and then at the reindeer. Then we spied the sheep and this lass came over to talk to me. Had a great lunch and some excessively large ice creams.
I'd spent the morning photographing birds at our bird table and a pheasant who had wondered in heaven alone knows from where. She is going to be one very lonely gal as the nearest males are about 6 miles downhill.