Tiny Legs - Massive Heart!

Like me, this little guy is gearing-up for the 'Big Snow'...Without socks! Incessant rain, every day. Goes on forever. Need some dry weather so's I can get down to the river with my treasure detector! My daughter's Birthday today so the pic is for her. Miss you sweetheart...

The run-up to Winter...

Looking back, over my shoulder, but I wonder what lies to the fore...Snow, cold winds and lashing rain. Though like so many times before, it will pass. I cannot grumble.

Back where it all started...

So, let's go back to where it all started... hunting down gold and other old stuff. Those of you living way out in exciting, far-flung outer worlds will know what I'm talking about... hot winds and dust up yer nose, busted-up old Land Rover, busted-up old hands from wielding a pick and digging up dirt, busted-up brain from dreaming too much. Most of that has gone, but not all of it - a few, straggly bits of old dreams still scratch at my synapses and urge me out into the wilderness. Well, an almost-wilderness... two miles to the nearest settlement. No Matabele war parties rattling their shields at me, no marauding Lakota sweeping out from box canyons in the Black Hills... just the odd encounter with red-socked hikers and bewildered squirrel counters, that's as as tough as it gets. More's the pity. Anyway, let me introduce you to our Henry... rescued him from the slopes of the Nyanda Hills in the old Rhodesia, but that's another story. Found me some old gold too... swapped most of it for beer 'n baccy. Few small pieces left, just so's I don't forget...                                                                                 

OUR  HENRY

                                                                             

All Seeing Eye

"Not through the eyes of a raging lion, but through the eyes of a small bird, are we able to see the truth..."

Friendship...This is how easy it should be...

Those two little doves inspired me...Like the Beatles said: Love is all around...Strange, how come the human race can't get their heads around something so simple? Check out these two...Best of buddies, of different colour, but matters not to them...Same field, same world, same as ours. Known them for four years now, but the Winter shoot starts in two weeks. Wonder if they will survive long enough to see their next Spring..?

Small Interuption..!

Hi, off at a tangent, I know, but had to get this off my chest...

Sparrow Hawk took one of our more gentle visitors...A female dove. Left her mate heartbroken; watched him through our kitchen window, his wife and little world destroyed, torn to pieces. He  came back just the once, then realised she was gone. Went away...Don't think we'll see him again...God speed.

Roman marching-camp..? Bronze Age settlement..? Gold-crazy treasure hunter..? Or all three?

Piece of ground down by the river...driving me nuts. The shadowy outline of an old perimeter wall, iron mooring loops, chert cutting tool, iron ring, charcoal, bronze lump of something-or-other and a funny feeling to boot..! Spade and metal detector now on high alert! Will stick up some pics for you, next post; looks like I'll have to get me a GoPro camcorder. Will have to find some Viking gold to pay for all of this. And, oh, I forgot, write a book at the same time...Should be sat in front of the fire with my pipe, zip-up slippers and old cardy...Sounds like the movie; "no country for old men". Got no time fer gitt'n old...Back later with those pics I promised so don't stray too far. Keep your eyes on my blog; there's something out there..! Help me find it..!