Tilly, Rhubarb and the Sea
Denise: Jonathan was down on the beach again, and yes in his boiler suit and wellies, as usual. Tilly went too – she stood in the water with a stick of kelp for Jonathan to throw. Rhubarb didn’t stand in the water, but stood back, afraid to get his hooves wet. When Tilly came back with the kelp stem and wanted Rhubarb to play with it, Rhubarb tucked his head under Tilly’s tummy in search of milk. Tilly ran off along the water’s edge, and Rhubarb ran after her, alternately skipping so hard as almost to sumersault, and turning back to Jonathan and bleating. I called them back to the house for lunch. Home-made bread and soup for us, then fruit – and tidbits for Tilly. For Rhubarb? There’s a bottle of milk warming.
Love this photo as it reminds me I will be there soon, meeting Rhubarb and reacquainting with Tilly! See you soon!