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You guys’ll have to forgive me; I love this flower festival stuff. It’s so weird and stupid and lovely.

The sheep are made out of teasels. The knight in the stained glass window is Sir William Cock. Here it is big and in color because you know you want it.

I’ll stop now. Season is over. No more flower festivals 🙁



Comment from CrabbyOldBat
Time: August 26, 2014, 9:30 pm

So who keeps a flock of nothing but rams?

Comment from Janna
Time: August 26, 2014, 9:54 pm

Love the wind turbine thingy in back. Yay to bonfires! I’m surprised “Health and Welfare” allows ya’ll to be around actual burning stuff.

So, teasels are just honkin’ big cockleburs?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 26, 2014, 10:15 pm

I don’t think any of the flocks around here have horns, so the maker was probably just ignorant. Although the flock in the field in front of our house used to be all rams; they worked about one week in a year. That flock was sold off in its entirety 🙁

Kind of, Janna. But teasels — you’ll find them all around here — are wicked and cool looking in Winter.

Comment from mojo
Time: August 26, 2014, 10:43 pm

“A witch! A witch!”

Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: August 27, 2014, 12:11 am

I thought them “teasles” things might be something like burdock, boy was I wrong! Can you eat ’em?

Comment from Nina
Time: August 27, 2014, 12:44 am

This is why I am a confirmed Anglophile. 🙂

Comment from Deborah
Time: August 27, 2014, 3:38 am

It’s a charming tableau. Not being a terribly creative sort, I am always impressed by the cleverness of others. I especially like the lighthouse made from pots. But the sheep are just adorable; I would happily hang them on my Christmas tree.

Comment from Britannicus
Time: August 27, 2014, 4:15 am

Flower festival potses are vastly preferable to the ultimate stupid switcheroo: luring in the gullible clickiots with the promise of a weasel doing what comes naturally to weasels and then presenting a cat.
Chinese gave a haircut and a trim to a Chow and attempted to sell tickets to a lion.

Comment from technochitlin
Time: August 27, 2014, 1:48 pm

There must be a story behind Sir William Cock…

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: August 27, 2014, 3:05 pm

Did you haave teasels down in Tennesee? We had them in West Virginny like the pox!

Some rich kids brought seeds back from Britian to plant in their garden and never thought of the consequences.

Stark, you can eat the young buds just like its cousin the artichoke, but like many wild foods, why bother if you ain’t starving?

Comment from As If I Cared
Time: August 27, 2014, 4:57 pm

You direct us to the Wildlife Trusts site and you don’t bring up the campaign to vaccinate badgers?


Where are your priorities?

Comment from drew458
Time: August 27, 2014, 5:06 pm

As If – pretty sure we did All About The Badgers just a month or two ago. While vaccinating them seems to be a kinder approach than killing them wholesale, the best approach would be to immunize the cattle, then twist the EU’s arm to allow that.

Comment from drew458
Time: August 27, 2014, 6:07 pm

It might be fun taking a closer look at old Sir Wm Cock; what with all the crowns around the edge of his stained glass, and him wearing the heraldry of Edward III/Richard II and all.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 27, 2014, 7:25 pm

I just read about the badger vaccination…yesterday, I think. Didn’t know that was going to happen.

No, I never saw a teasel until here. I can see how they’d love it in the States, though.

Comment from Bikeboy
Time: August 27, 2014, 8:01 pm

The wool from that particular variety of sheep has never caught on for clothing – too prickly and itchy! But you could probably use it for scrubbing your pots, removing rust, etc.

Comment from mojo
Time: August 27, 2014, 9:43 pm

The Sermons of John Donne: Preached at the funeral of Sir William Cock

Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: August 27, 2014, 11:04 pm

Sir William Cock: a maiden a day keep the doctor… busy, delivering… babies.

Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: August 28, 2014, 8:42 pm

I wonder why Sir Billy Cock is bearing the royal arms (from before the Union): the lions of England quartered with the lilies of France. (The kings of England claimed the French throne for centuries after the 100 Years War.)

The shield is differenced with a label, indicating the eldest son (i.e. the Prince of Wales?).

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 28, 2014, 9:20 pm

The shiny brass plaque under the window — you can make it out better in the color version — is inscribed to William Cock. There’s a chance the figure in the window isn’t related, though that whole window is covered in local family names and coats of arms.

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