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Happy colours, splashy Pups (part two)

by Helen on December 13, 2013

Of course the Newfies are not in the least bit interested in plants (except in the digging up of them Miss Daisy!), though they do enjoy tea and cake at Avon Mill Garden Centre.  Although dogs are allowed in the actual restaurant, I don’t think there’d be much room for other diners if I took the terrible twosome inside, so we enjoy sitting in the covered outside area where there’s always plenty to see (me), and lots of pats and praise to be received (Ben and Daisy).  Even so, there’s always an air of impatience, as they know that once tea is finished, then we can embark on the real purpose of our visit – a walk along the river bank.  The Avon is a clear, cold river that flows down from the high peaty expanse of Dartmoor, lined with trees and of course at this time of year the leaves have nearly all fallen.  It’s still very beautiful though …

A trip to Avon MillAnd peaceful too – until my two naughty friends came along.  The river bed is formed of masses of large smooth stones – great to dig for, even when they’re very deep.  A chance for Ben to show how big and strong and brave he is …

A trip to Avon Mill

 How he ever finds his way back to the bank I’ll never know!  Can he really see where he’s going? 

A trip to Avon Mill

 But he’s successfully dug up a stone – that’s the important thing!  Not to be outdone, Daisy dives for sticks …

A trip to Avon Mill

 Here she is proudly bearing a particularly impressive example!  Of course all these chasing, digging and retrieving makes them very tired, so after a good drying off Ben loves to snooze on the kitchen floor …. 

A trip to Avon Mill

Whilst Daisy helps me read my magazine.  I think she is possibly the most photogenic dog I’ve ever owned – and definitely the most mischievous, though you wouldn’t think so from this picture…

A trip to Avon Mill

 ”Me, naughty? Never!!”

Fred & Ginger

And finally … a big “thank you” to everyone who entered my giveaway for a kit to make your very own Fred or Ginger last week (pattern in the January magazine).  I’m just counting the entries and will be announcing the winner next week. 

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Along the river at Loddiswell

by Helen on April 30, 2013

Another bright sparkly day!  I feel as though for the last six months or so I’ve been living beneath a damp grey flannel – which has suddenly been whisked away to reveal a lovely sunshiney world with blue skies and little white puffy clouds – instead of dreary grey skies, mud and almost incessant rain.  It feels wonderful to be able to throw open windows and doors, pull on my walking boots (instead of wellies) and set off for a lovely walk without the expectation of returning home soaked through or plastered in mud.  So yesterday we decided to revisit a walk we haven’t attempted since well before Daisy joined our little family.  

Loddiswell River Walk

I parked near the old station at Loddiswell (a victim of Beeching’s cuts in the 1960′s) which is now a private home – but you can still clearly see that it was once a busy little station.  Our walk takes us along the path of the old railway track, alongside the river ….

Loddiswell River Walk

 My furry companions ran ahead, as always.  Daisy is in front – goodness knows why – she hasn’t a clue where we’re going.  Ben knows though, and remembers the path down to the river…. 

Loddiswell River Walk

 the River Avon – a beautifully clear, shallow and fast-flowing river that runs down from Dartmoor.  It’s great for splashing around in – sorry about the poor camera control here ….

It’s not easy when you have TWO naughty newfies doing their best to soak you by splashing and shaking as much as they can!

Loddiswell River Walk

 Then on the way back we walk more slowly – the air was pungent with the aroma of wild garlic – great banks of green strap-like leaves lined the path on both sides.  I think we’ll come here again next week to see the blooms – and perhaps there’ll be bluebells too by then.

Loddiswell River Walk

 I spotted this baby fern frond uncurling itself amongst the garlic leaves.  And of course Ben had to stop for a drink at one of the little rivulets that run down the mossy banks towards the river – this one formed a lovely little pool at just the right height for a newf…

Loddiswell River Walk

 

Although how he could possibly have been thirsty after all that splashing about goodness only knows!!

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