Photo-a-Day (Monday, 6th August, 2018)
Sheep In Field At Sunset
Sheep grazing and not a lot of newtritions in that grass, some farmers are having to use winter feed because of the dead grassland.
It really needs a good long down poure not just for sheep but crops as well.
Another beautiful photo, thanks for sharing.
Another fantastic photo David !
We need a good thunderstorm and bring our fields back to life.
An unusual scene - the sheep must be flabbergasted scratching for green,green grass and there's none there!
Lovely, peaceful scene. The photo almost glows.
This field is always full of clumps of what look like chives, you can see them in between the sheep.
Old Red Rock school in the background for them that dont know
beautiful and peaceful
In their summer murmering meadow,
The flock are dining out among....
Marigold and Mallow, Stitchwort and Sorrel,
They've munched all morning
Chewing the fronds....
Of nettles and thistles and buttercups,
Until this moment of interrupt!
For they can't believe your impertinence,
For encroaching on their field!
The grey psychotic eyes
Stare at you unyielding!
It's only when you've passed by at last,
That their agitation's over.
And they lower their heads again to taste
The sweet clover.
Looks marvelous in the sunset glow.
Were those sheep shorn earlier in the year? Wool looks to have grown back quickly for winter, I would have thought the hot weather slowed growth down.
"In England's brown and pleasant land"
Good pic, David.
And now his weary day is done
The sheep are grazing in the dying sun
So the shepherd sighs and takes his ease
Then thanks the Lord for days like these.
That's a lovely warm golden shot David,and thank you.
"On days like these", DTease, was a Matt Monro song which always reminds me of Summer walks with special friends.
They might be this year’s lambs Anne, in which case they won’t have been sheared. We have 5 pet sheep - they were sheared end of May, and their fleece has grown back quite a lot. Not much grass around, so my husband has taken to cutting down willow branches in the field - they love it. A new take on a ‘ready meal’?
Pastures calm, and colours' balm, engulfing time of day
And deem as pert past-flowered hurt, the 'finches thistle-pay.
The ovine search, 'neath towering Birch, now bravely underway
Withold your measured distance, sir, upon this pebbled way.
Play-down the fumes of factory-plumes; surviving ugly wraiths
Instead your mind to nature kind, post-daytime sunlit rays.
Music and songs Irene are like a set of keys, you hear a song and it unlocks a little corner of your mind where pleasant memories are stored. For a while you can relive the sights, sounds and laughter of the times you have stored away in your memory. Then when you've done you lock them away again....until the next time.