Spud the dog and I went down the field this morning, to investigate what looked from the bedroom window to be a very strange shaped molehill.
What we found was indeed, a very strange shaped molehill, the evidence of this could easily have been flattened by Spud before I got anywhere near it with the camera (see below)
It is I think you will agree very strange indeed.
When I said I was looking forward to photographing a more ‘sculptural’ landscape, this wasn’t what I had in mind… We’ve had many mole tales here before.
Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England.
Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it!
I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing.
On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell!
Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.
Strang enough we bumped into our friens Spud today – Sunday and I was laughing “Spud on Sunday” I kept saying – much to everybody’s bewiderment, but it kept me happy for quite a while! lol!
What a beautiful shot of Spud and the odd molehill! (Love that wall). The funny video brought back my husband’s memories of watching Jasper Carrott’s old show on the BBC. Thanks for the smiles!
You are right, it looks strange. Perhaps the soil had a texture almost like clay? What a lovely landscape to have just outside the door, perfect for a happy Spud to play at.
I have never seen a molehill anything like that. I would have been out there with a tiny pick and shovel disassembling it to see whether there was anything special inside. Must be a mole with ambition–a titan of industry. Or perhaps a mole with a longing for immortality. Ah. A writer.
December 4, 2011 at 4:43 pm
Strang enough we bumped into our friens Spud today – Sunday and I was laughing “Spud on Sunday” I kept saying – much to everybody’s bewiderment, but it kept me happy for quite a while! lol!
December 4, 2011 at 4:47 pm
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December 4, 2011 at 4:57 pm
A very tall mole do you think? Or perhaps one reaching for the stars.
December 4, 2011 at 4:58 pm
We have moles here, as well. You’d think they’d not make it through the cold winter, but somehow do just fine. The trails are worse than the mounds.
December 4, 2011 at 8:33 pm
That is very strange indeed! How fun to find something interesting and new on your walk. We don’t seem to have many moles around here.
December 5, 2011 at 12:03 am
Airborne Spud – great shot!
December 5, 2011 at 3:24 am
Wow — II more and you’ll hit L — how time flies when Spud is having fun.
December 5, 2011 at 9:19 am
What a beautiful shot of Spud and the odd molehill! (Love that wall). The funny video brought back my husband’s memories of watching Jasper Carrott’s old show on the BBC. Thanks for the smiles!
December 5, 2011 at 10:38 am
You are right, it looks strange. Perhaps the soil had a texture almost like clay? What a lovely landscape to have just outside the door, perfect for a happy Spud to play at.
December 5, 2011 at 5:26 pm
I have never seen a molehill anything like that. I would have been out there with a tiny pick and shovel disassembling it to see whether there was anything special inside. Must be a mole with ambition–a titan of industry. Or perhaps a mole with a longing for immortality. Ah. A writer.
December 5, 2011 at 6:57 pm
As soon as I saw the word molehills I thought of that classic Jaspar Carrot sketch. xx
December 5, 2011 at 6:58 pm
And of course the strange shape is to disguise the periscope! xx