Sunday, June 12, 2011

DOZILY HOOFING IT WITH SHERLOCK HOLMES AND DR WATSON

The weather maps did not look brilliant from Friday through till Sunday. I do not know where the heavy plumps of rain fell that we were to expect. Thus far, we've had a few raindrops and one inconsequential shower which passed by. Unheard of I know, but I actually watered my few plants, my herbs and the edible flora I have planted.

This afternoon I sat on a cushioned recliner in a warm corner of the garden intending to read. I did read, just one short article, following which, I fell asleep in the warmth soaking up lots of natural vitamin D in the process.  Good while you can get it. To my amazement, I roused over two hours later. Resolving to go back to my reading, I completed a short detective story by the master of 20th Century mystery, Dr. Arthur Conan Doyle: Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson, what a perfect team they made!

There is bright evening sunshine now. The neighbours are busy strimming and tidying their flower borders. Another neighbour is watering his garden. 

Over at the farm, in the penned off area of the field for the lambs, a very stocky and large Suffolk lamb called Dougal, who towers over his younger compatriots, is very noisily signalling that he wants more feed in the empty trough that he is hoofing and banging. It is hoped he will be show championship material. In any case, he looks as if he is going to be quite a character.

2 comments:

flightplot said...

That sounds like the perfect way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon!
It was dull and wet here all day so I spent my afternoon sofa flying.
Flighty xx

ZACL said...

Hello Mr F,

It was an unexpected pleasure having a lazy sunny warm afternoon in which you could sit. They really are a rarity for us. To my surprise, I managed to get myself a bit sunburnt in parts, not thinking about that side of things. Not a good idea...I do have sun cream waiting for use in the cupboard. The After sun soother was plentifully put to use!

It's all a memory already. Today we have rain and a yellow warning for lots of it. C'est la vie.

XX