Roses And Baa-lambs

 Chalk Farm Nursery in Willingdon huddles against the bulk of the South Downs. There's a white scar on the hill from which chalk has been extracted- hence the farm's name. It's a beautiful location. We were there to buy a climbing rose. 

Chalk Farm is a real farm. Beyond the fence are fields- and in the fields are sheep. I wonder if there's a footpath up to the top of the hill?

"Remember when we were here last and the lambs were making the most terrible din," said Ailz. "That was because they'd been separated from their mothers to be fattened up for slaughter...." 

Farms are industry and industry is heartless. All those poets who wrote about pretty baa-lambs, did they think about what was really going on?

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 Picture Diary 84

I publish very few of my AI images. Most come out flawed and many are just not interesting enough. I am at the moment in the process of going through my archive cutting out the dead wood. It is taking ages because one can only delete them one at a time.....

Here are some that I'm keeping. The last is a collaboration. My friend rhodielady_47b gave me some prompts. Two produced duds but this one I like a lot

1. Ainsley



2. King and Queen of the May



3. Pleased to see us?



4. For the love of God




5. What on earth are we doing here?



6.Got a secret?