Sunday 2 February 2014

Taking a break


This weekend was meant to be revolting, weather-wise. Heavy rain was forecast for the whole of Saturday, and strong wind were meant to make an appearance too. So when we woke up to a surprisingly reasonable looking day, I wanted to do something with it. We had things we needed to do first though. One fun, baking some bread I'd mixed up the night before, the rest not so, like fixing the stair gate, food shopping and shopping for yet more D.I.Y. fixings. But finally all that was over and we could get some fresh air.


It was so lovely to get out the house, all three of us together, while there was some sun shining.We ended up at Lawrence Weston Community Farm, partly because R is interested in animals and partly as it's free entry.


R was fascinated by the enormous pigs. They were really massive, not fat at all, but really tall and long. They didn't oink but went grrruuuumph, which R then tried to imitate with a surprising amount of success. Good thing really, as she's a way off managing to say oink!


The river had burst its banks,


and we were rather glad to have the boardwalk.


Even the ducks seemed less than impressed by how soggy everywhere is.


I loved being able to slow down and appreciate different sights. It's great to be able to see colour when everything's been so grey recently.


The bright sunlight really picked out the red of the berries, I spotted these from meters away. 


The sheep were definitely dressed right for the cold with huge woolly coats. The magpie looks a little out of place though. 


We managed to time the trip just right. Not so long that we all froze and just long enough to blow all the cobwebs away. Just managing to dodge the showers that these clouds brought.

It was a shame that the farm didn't have much in the way of animals, I'd hoped for more than just four types. Though looking back on it, that meant there was a chance to see the smaller things that you would normally pass by. These grey days make you appreciate the moments of sunshine all the more.

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