A trip to a farm

I seem to have taken a bit of photography break this past couple of weeks, and indeed a break of doing anything, I’m flipping exhausted at the moment. Anyway, in lieu of something new, here’s some images from a visit to a farm we made at the beginning of the spring.

This is a working farm, set in the middle of rural Essex owned by the husband of the daughter of one of Dave’s old colleagues. This farm has been part of the family for years and it feels well loved surrounded by miles and miles of nothing but fields. It looks the most idyllic place, and their 400 year old farmhouse is probably my ideal home, it oozes charm and random corridors and massive fires and old beams in the ceiling.

But I’m not going to show you the house. We were there for mostly one thing – the lambs. Most we saw were a few days old and boy were they cute.

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

Betsy, the lucky girl, even got to bottle feed one. The farmer never thought this lamb would survive, he couldn’t stand for the first week of its life and has been hand reared.

A trip to a farm

We saw plenty of other animals too walking around the farmyard. The chickens were happily roaming where they wanted (and we managed to take home some of their eggs, bonus!) and the cows were being sheltered in a barn. The bull was bloody ENORMOUS and I failed to take a snap, but his calf was only 12 hours old and the sweetest thing.

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

I loved their curly coats.

A trip to a farm

We had a walk along the fields to give the dogs a run (Gorgeous, friendly, playful dogs who loved attention and cuddles. When we visited it was a couple of weeks after we had put Ian down and it felt so good to be able to hold an animal again. I was missing Ian, but I didn’t realise just how much I had missed being around something furry).

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

A trip to a farm

Our walk was cut short somewhat when Betsy tripped and fell head first into a deep, deep puddle, but it was lovely to be out amongst nature, the cold wind blowing out the cobwebs before eating some homemade food in the farmhouse. I hope we get invited to visit again, it did us all good to be there (and it’s BRILLIANT to see some lovely lambs). Also, I want my turn to sit in a tractor!

A trip to a farm

Charlotte

Mama, music lover, London dweller, baker, maker, wanderer.

2 Comments

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    1world2feet

    25 May, 2016

    Cute!!

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    nannygrannie

    25 May, 2016

    Fantastic! Looks like everyone had a blast

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