Who would believe that this photo was taken at the end of September in tullamore. Not only are the bean flowers unusual for this time of year but also the blus sky behind. Not a cloud in sight. Who would think it and the day that we have today – grey skies, endless rain and puddles everywhere. But I suppose one has to take the good with the bad
In general, I find animals inoffensive to the eye with the exception of hyenas. That is until today while I was out and about among the sheep. It’s a small mercy that this particular sheep cannot read what I am going to say about him. Because if he (or she) could he would be deeply offended. Lucky for him he has no delusions of vanity because, I have to blurt it out, he (or she) was the ugliest sheep I have ever met in all my born days. In fact, he was so ugly that I couldn’t bear to look upon him for too long. Hence the confusion about his sex. I can only say that he was too ugly to be a female!!!!
It’s like as if he was being sheared one day and the machine broke down half way through the process and the job was never finished. Or maybe he was an alopecia sufferer. Whatever. Part of his hair (wool?) had come away from his body in clumps leaving behind a tangled and ragged mess and to add to the pathetic appearance he had gnarled spindly legs that looked as if they were not designed to hold up an overweight lump like that.
Now at the risk of insulting him further I have to insert another piece of information. He was all alone – not one single other sheep within a forty foot radius of him. I got to thinking that maybe his sheepy friends also had a poor opinion of him and then I started feeling very sorry for him. I had words with one or two of the older sheep members and scolded them for excluding him from their company. On that note I left them and continued on my way. Looking back once or twice I noticed that they still hadn’t tried to include him and in fact were continuing to ignore him.
So this type of bullying behaviour goes on in the sheep kingdom too, it seems. Its a known fact that sheep are rather sheepish and don’t have much imagination or individuality about them and they always follow the leader and are very gullible creatures but I never thought they were also so cruel. You learn something new every day.
heartworks at work
Above is about twenty pendulum swings newly spray painted outside heartworks’s workshop. These are the discs at the end of the swing to give it weigth. Later on Mauricio will colour each one according to the actual pendulum clock they have been assigned to. Underneath is a few examples of a pendulum and its accompanying swing
Cant help singing “twenty dicky birds sitting on a wall” And I’m sure I’ve got the title all wrong but anyway who cares!!!
Push, be careful! You might fall on your head and then you’ll run off like a scaredy cat. Ah, but you are so beautiful…. yet so aloof!!!
I wonder would Jack be happy with these beans and what kind of a bean stalk would be waiting him the next day. I was tempted to throw them out the window myself and see if I’d be chasing giants on the following day. But then I thought I’ll just wait by the window for some handsome prince to come along and sweep me away to some foreign lands. I could throw him down a braid of my lovely long hair (i don’t think so) so that he could climb in through my window and rescue me and we’d live happily ever after. Or I could just count my lucky stars that I don’t need rescuing nor do I need to go to some foreign land. I have all I need right here right now, including my handsome prince. And besides I’d like to keep onto my hair. As for chasing giants well I think I’ll let the hen with the golden egg give him a run for his money!!!
I harvested these beans the other day and was in awe of them and their colour