It may be Valentine’s Day, but I certainly haven’t been giving my camera much love recently! However, a couple of days ago I ventured out to the Yorkshire Wildlife Park with my Mothership and set about snapping some beasts.
(If you’re in the North of England, YWP is well worth a visit and very good value for money, compared with many of the larger safari parks.)
The park is the only place in the UK that you can see polar bears – as part of their Project Polar, they currently have four males in residence and are continuing to upgrade their extensive roaming space and help with their conservation.
There are plenty of other animals on show too, from lions, tigers and leopards to my new favourite – armadillos! I could have watched them running laps around the enclosure all day. We were also treated to a ‘fight’ between two of the giraffes. Apparently, one is an annoying youngster that doesn’t play fair. But he’s only tolerated for so long!
“Nobody loves me, everybody hates me. I think I’m gonna eat worms…“
Lyrics from a song I enjoyed singing as a child, especially the part when you make the slurping noise and suck their juices out!
Of course, I wouldn’t really want to eat worms but you’d be forgiven for thinking the opposite if you were to look in my fridge. You see, for those of you who don’t follow me on Instagram, this is my reality now: housing worms next to the mayonnaise, chasing locusts and telling people that cockroaches aren’t really that bad.
Why? Because I am now the Mother of Dragon. A bearded one!
You can’t fold a piece of paper in half more than 7 times.
I learned this ‘fact’ when I was a child and set about trying to disprove it at every available opportunity, using a variety of papers, thick and thin, until I got bored.
Which was probably after about a day…
However, it did lead me to the world of paper folding, a skill I’ve admired for many years but never mastered. Until now.
Mastered may be pushing it…
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Yes, cheesy title I know, but I couldn’t resist! I’ve been a little busy this week to process further images from our Ireland trip, so I thought I’d share some previously taken a little closer to home.
We’re lucky enough to live near a large area of common pasture land that is home to several herds of cattle. I’m quite a fan of cows (I think it’s their large emotional eyes), especially the shaggy, Highland variety. ‘Our’ cows, which are a mixed bag of Friesians and other dairy types, roam freely, often wandering into town and turning up in unlikely places. Whilst I always think it would be lovely to open the curtains and spot a cow in the garden, it’s probably a good job we live just far enough away for this not to happen – I doubt I’d be happy with crushed plant pots!
In addition to the images, I’ve added in a little poetry. It’s actually a Kenning – a collection of words that describe an object, derived from Old Norse and later used strongly in Icelandic and Anglo-Saxon poetry. I love poetry but I’m not great at writing it, so if I’m ever required to create one (it happens more often than you’d think…) I opt for this style. Quite a fun way to get children writing poetry too, or even ask them to guess what’s being described!