Month: March 2018

Surviving the snow

This is Brenda (Blackcap) and Beth (Blackbird) here.
We just hopped onto blog for 2 minutes to get warm.

In such dire need we bin this week.
In need of any crumb of cold comfort.

That Beast from The East got us froze inside its icy grip.
Nearly bit our little heads off.

So fank you very much Missus Brown.
For all your seeds, nuts, crusts, and fatballs.

Helped us stay alive you have.

PS: All us Robins, Dunnocks, Wren, Sparras, and all ovver little brown jobs want to say fank you too!

Filming while freezin at back kitchen door: Hazel Brown
Vid & Words: Ian Nisbet

Buckfaststein auf den Sheeple

Buckfaststein has its own rare-breed flock of snowy sheep.

Called ‘sheeple’ (Buckfaststein is were the derisory appellation ‘sheeple’ first originated)

Sheeples are not known for being especially deep or articulate conversationalists.

Snowy Sheep March 1st 2018Sheeplish: “Baaaahh! Baaaah!”
(Translation: “Wo ist wee guv?”)

Snowy Sheep 5 March 1st 2018Sheeplish: “Bah! Ba ba Bah!”
(Translation: “Chucken uns feedlies”)

Snowy Sheep 10 March 1st 2018Sheeplish: “Ba….. Ba….. Ba….Blahbla Baaaah!.”
(Translation: “Zis snee ist maken meine vool heavi”)

Snowy sheep March 2018Sheeplish: “Ba…..Ba……B……B…..b…..b…..b!”
(Translation: “O….m….e….i….n…e….. G….o…..t….t!!”)

Snowy sheep 3 March 2018Sheeplish: “Baaah… er…. baaah…. er…. baaah… er…. baaaaahh”
(Translation: “Bum……. diddly……..bum……er….did-diddy”

Snowy Sheep 11 March 1st 2018Sheeplish: “Baaaaah und Baaaaah und Baaaaahhh und BLaaaaahhh!”
(Translation: “Wee… ist….Sheeplisher…..Mensch!…..Helfen….Uns!”

First Day of Spring

It’s officially the First Day of Spring today.

Unofficially, and actually, its the Worst Day of Winter (coldest 1st day of March since records began apparently)

A Rare Event in Buckfastleigh: Snowing (enough to make snowballs with and go sledging on).

Buckfaststein 2 March 2018

The snow blowing in on the back of The Beast from the East.

A slow snow falling frosting fast across the rooftops.

Buckfaststein March 2018

The snow turning the town into a Tyrolian village (well, looked at from a suitable distance away it does)

Snowy Buckie 3

Dreary Buckfastleigh transformed into bleary beautiful Buckfaststein.

The drab town centre car park given a magical make-over.

Snowy Buckie 1

None of those cars, or any car, would be moving tonight. The temperature, like it’s done all week, would be plummeting down towards minus 5.

This is the centre of town at about 5pm this evening.

Snowy Buckie 2

Looking pristine. And as pure….. as the driven snow.