I am always looking for possible photographs wherever I am.   Sometimes it is not possible to stop and take a picture, sometimes I don’t have my camera with me, but with smart phones these days it is nearly always possible to try a picture.

The weather wasn’t great last night:  it was overcast and grey, but at least the rain had stopped.   I had my camera with me with a plan to photograph the pair of wee lambs I had noticed in the field.  Unfortunately they were coorried down at the far side of field, far too far away for a photograph.   But I did manage a few pictures:  preposition photographs, looking out, looking in, looking down, and looking up.

I looked out and saw some sheep and focussed on one which was making its way purposefully across the field.   Clearly it had been having supper and not wearing a bib:  you can see some hay on its front and coming out of its mouth.

There was another sheep, shut up in a trailer, watching me intently as I walked past.  I could see its eyes over the spars of the gate at the front of the trailer.   This seemed like a picture to take, focussing on looking in.

On the road to Auclethen farm there are quite a few daffodils in bloom now.  I remember getting excited when I spied a couple of dwarf daffodils a few weeks ago.  Now there are lots in bloom and all different shapes and sizes.  Looking down I focussed on these more exotic flowers.

There were a few rooks about, and the occasional seagull.  On my way home I looked up, and saw the gull, gently circling beside the wood of larch trees near by, the same trees we can see from our bedroom window.  Perhaps not the best picture, with the grey sky and the bare trees, but you make the picture with what you have.

Perhaps the lambs will come nearer and pose for me another day.