This Sunday saw the Baldwin family head to Stratford, the initial destination was Mary Arden’s farm. We have been to this attraction three times over the past year because, for adults and children alike, it’s a good place to while away a few hours.
This Sunday was no different, my son got to have a go at archery (twice), my daughter got to run around and look at all the animals and I got to hold an eagle owl (and let’s face it, that’s not an opportunity the average person is going to get very often).
The picture shows me with the impressive creature on my arm. I was genuinely thrilled to be able to interact with it and I was grateful to the falconer who was prepared to let me. Rarely do I publish pictures of myself but in this case I’ll make an exception - large, beautiful, powerful, and potentially dangerous, I think the owl makes this photo worthy of sharing (the bloke is just an arm for the bird – you can ignore him).
After the farm, the Baldwin family headed into Stratford to the second venue of the afternoon – The Butterfly Farm. This place is brilliant and it has remained a firm favourite of my children for years.
Inside, the second of my Dr Dolittle moments were recorded. Check out the wings on this monster! I took the pictures with my own phone so apologies that one or two are not great.
The butterfly was large, the biggest I saw during the visit, it attached itself to me and then wandered up my arm, across my shoulder, up my neck and then up on to my head. It was big enough for me to feel every step it took and whilst that would have freaked out many, I was impressed by the robust nature of this insect. Butterflies are usually fragile things but not this one, it was big and wiry and almost alien in appearance.
My daughter really didn’t like it at all and to be honest, Mrs Baldwin was also a little uncomfortable watching this creature crawling on me. This butterfly’s legs were long enough to have a distinctly spidery look about them and that is probably why the girls were keen to go elsewhere, and quickly! They didn’t fly but they did get in a bit of a flap and take flight.
Me, I was just impressed that a Sunday in Stratford resulted in me being able to interact with these winged wonders.
If you fancy a visit to either place – here are some links:
Mary Arden's Farm
The Butterfly Farm
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This Sunday was no different, my son got to have a go at archery (twice), my daughter got to run around and look at all the animals and I got to hold an eagle owl (and let’s face it, that’s not an opportunity the average person is going to get very often).
The picture shows me with the impressive creature on my arm. I was genuinely thrilled to be able to interact with it and I was grateful to the falconer who was prepared to let me. Rarely do I publish pictures of myself but in this case I’ll make an exception - large, beautiful, powerful, and potentially dangerous, I think the owl makes this photo worthy of sharing (the bloke is just an arm for the bird – you can ignore him).
After the farm, the Baldwin family headed into Stratford to the second venue of the afternoon – The Butterfly Farm. This place is brilliant and it has remained a firm favourite of my children for years.
Inside, the second of my Dr Dolittle moments were recorded. Check out the wings on this monster! I took the pictures with my own phone so apologies that one or two are not great.
The butterfly was large, the biggest I saw during the visit, it attached itself to me and then wandered up my arm, across my shoulder, up my neck and then up on to my head. It was big enough for me to feel every step it took and whilst that would have freaked out many, I was impressed by the robust nature of this insect. Butterflies are usually fragile things but not this one, it was big and wiry and almost alien in appearance.
My daughter really didn’t like it at all and to be honest, Mrs Baldwin was also a little uncomfortable watching this creature crawling on me. This butterfly’s legs were long enough to have a distinctly spidery look about them and that is probably why the girls were keen to go elsewhere, and quickly! They didn’t fly but they did get in a bit of a flap and take flight.
Me, I was just impressed that a Sunday in Stratford resulted in me being able to interact with these winged wonders.
If you fancy a visit to either place – here are some links:
Mary Arden's Farm
The Butterfly Farm
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