Wild Goats of Maentwrog

Twin kids were born into our local gang of goats in February. After years of decline, from six adults down to three, we were beginning to worry about their future; kids were either not being born or not surviving. But this year’s twins were looking fit and strong on the drive this morning. Only one of them chose to pose in this family photo; kid to the front, then Mum and Auntie behind with Billy in top left hand corner. 

Was he the Dad? The strong black and white markings suggest it might have been a Billy from above the railway line but we’ll never know. He was definitely looking frisky today as he flirted with Auntie. 

Woodpeckers nesting over bluebells

Woodpeckers might not be the rarest but they are star performers, brightening our bird table. When they fly off, hurdling through the branches, this is where they go to, stopping en route for a beak full of insects to feed the bleating chicks. With a carpet of bluebells beneath and birdsong all around the moment is close to perfect.