I realised this week that as bloggers go, I haven’t reached the point where it has become second nature. I go about my daily business and its not till later I think, “oh, I should have taken a photo of that”.

It could be because the equipment I have to take photos with are a very old digital camera and a second hand I-pad, which is on life support just to snap a pic. Don’t get me wrong, they are functional but a bit clunky and therefore, not always the first thing I grab as I head out the door.

I’ll give you an example: I’ve been waiting for the past 2 weeks for the lilies, that have sprouted in the front garden, to flower. Three bloomed this week – did I grab the ancient camera? No, I admired them and said, “I must get a photo of that”. I’ve been doing it all week. Then at the moment I decide to go out and do it, the heavens open with a torrent of Angel tears. I can hardly get a good photo in that, so it gets postponed again.

However, as I am nothing if not persistent, I did finally manage to get some snaps:

Another day, dearest son and I went up to a local farm to get some eggs. They have a machine where you put your money in and choose what compartment you want your eggs from. I’ll get a picture for you, one day.

Anyway, we know there are usually a couple of llamas in a nearby field but this week that field was empty. As we drove into the egg place, we see a BABY LLAMA in the field opposite – right up at the fence and looking right at us! Did I have my camera? Of course not! However, we went back the next day so I could get a few shots. We only saw 2 and they were further away from the fence but i did my best with what I have to get a few pictures to prove we have llamas in the Highlands of Scotland!

I also realised, after cooking some of it, that I hadn’t shared any photos of the latest harvest from our plot. That was an easier mistake to fix:

New potatoes, broad beans, maincrop peas, snow peas and redcurrants. Not a bad wee haul.

I’ve frozen some of the beans, peas and all the redcurrants which will probably be turned into wine, unless I come up with something else more enticing!

There was one other thing this week whick I didn’t photograph but I think we’re all better off for it.

I was in the back garden, doing the glamorous job of cleaning up the presents left by the dog, when I glanced up and saw one of the rat traps had been sprung. Don’t panic – we don’t live in some decrepit cess-pit but we are near a river and have been informed there is a bit of a rat problem in the local area. Our dog, Scooby is a lurcher, which in case you don’t know, is a hunting breed. So far, he has caught more rats than the traps!

When I saw the trap had been sprung, I went to investigate as I still had my gloves on. I could clearly see something had met it’s demise but it wasn’t what I expeced to see.

Instead of a dirty rodent in the trap, I was a bit surprised to find a beheaded snail. Not pleasant, so no photo (you’re welcome!).

Instead, I will give you a picture of said hunting dog and cuddle expert Scooby: