The sun still dappled across the field.
One of the more inquisitive horses came to see what we were doing.
There are still a lot of bluebells about.
And you would need plenty of puff to tell the time with this number of dandelions.
When I was walking back the sky was a multitude of patterns.
Lovely! I particularly like the dandelion clocks against the light.
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ReplyDeleteGreat solo horse portrait - what breed is she?
ReplyDeleteThe horse does not actually belong to us we just rent them a field. It's actually a he. He is a stallion to serve the mares there with him.
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