Kelso Line, Rutherford, 6th June 2025
June 2025
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Today I dug out the last Lilly bed beside my house wall; so many white bulbs to remove before I filled the emptied space with a bag of compost and a Delphinium plant.


Late afternoon, Charlie returned from work; had a coffee before we travelled to Selkirk to shear some ewe lambs.

First sheared was one of my ewe lambs; she was very jumpy before we have chosen her for shearing.




It's really important to keep them calm to avoid them getting snagged with the shears. Sheep that are sheared first usually have the worst dags.

Charlie sheared two ewe lambs before his only battery began to run out of power.

Why people throw old rope into our field other than to entangle the legs of our sheep, we do not know; this happens often considering the remoteness of our grass keep. Rope we find is much to thick and long to be picked up and misplaced by the wind.

Two bagged fleeces, not in the best shape, but we'll find use for them anyhow.


Charlie showed me the difference between his two shearing blades, one wider than the other.

Scent is such a wonderful experience when your traumatised numb, I foccused on scent in my garden to help me heal latent trauma.
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Charlie fired up his sixty-one-year-old tractor; towed a severely broken pickup from Woodburn Farmhouse driveway.

We had many dock leaves around the farmhouse, less on the paddock this year; but we have powerful herbicide for them.

Along our drive to Silloth, we took a pit stop at First Bite, Langholm, coffee and cake at this cafe is delicious; Sticks and Stuff is also worth a visit.

And found local legend of Jonnie Armstrong; we've not visited the Tower, yet.







We drove into this place after finding a riverside stop to enjoy our take away from First Bite.


Leaving we drove straight to Silloth, and parked facing Silloth sea front behind an icecream van.

The tide was in, cold wind hurt my teeth whilst choppy waves rocked themselves upon Silloths long sea wall.

Anglers were fishing with some patience, but had not caught much of a fish supper.


I attempted to get a panoramic picture close to the sea, but waves popped water through gaps in a concrete launch ramp.

Turbulent and choppy waves.

To see beyond outer darkness; from inner light. Charlie is raring to play Silloths amusements.

We also played table hockey, Charlie won, six games to four.

View of the moody sky in front of a locked pagoda was quite something.

Whilst Charlie waited to collect or fish and chips I wondered around Silloth. This shop is so weird, selling locks of peoples hair and breast milk; inclusion jewellery?

I am at odds with having my photographs automatically uploaded to Icloud, my friend repeating "immittation is the senerist form of flattery" still spooks me somewhat. I need to back up and download then cancel my Apple subscription. We enjoyed our fish and chips, then drove south along the coastline.

We wound down our car roof, the breeze was whisp fresh as the sunlight radiated down upon us.

Briefly stopped at a car park at Beckfoot, then enjoyed ice cream at Twentymans ice-cream Parlour in Allonby. Returning to Woodburn we were both tired; after a long day out.