Sheila was napping in the newly filled wallow. I was afraid she might drown.
So I gave her a brick and she wedged her head in behind it and went fast asleep. Not Poppy though. Poppy is never still for long.
Our opportunist hay cutting gave us 41 bales of perfect hay. How many is that now? I have lost count. It is already loaded into the barn. Thank goodness for the Clatter Box. Winching hay up one by one was torturous, the little hay escalator is one of my favourite things in the summer.
Daisy’s cow bells. Only being rung once a day now. We are settling into our once a day routine.
Egoli.
My neighbour came to visit and brought treats for the animals. 
And at last the tomatoes are starting to ripen. Big beautiful red tomatoes. Soon I will begin to make the sauce. 
Tima loves to sleep with Boo. Boo loves to sleep.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
51 responses to “Hippo – Piggo- Mus”
Another 41 bales? That’s great, Celi! Glad you got them put away before storms came your way. That Sheila sure is lucky to have landed on the farmy. I doubt there are many who would put a brick under her head in the wallow. I have tomato envy, having only picked about a half-dozen cherry tomatoes thus far. I think that next year I’m going to ditch the little bit of grass, build a raised bed in the middle of my yard, and do away with all of the containers. My current arrangement just isn’t working and it’s either build a raised bed or quit altogether. Grandpa will visit me if I don’t have any tomato plants in my yard. 🙂
Tima and Boo must have been all tuckered out after the baling and moving it to the loft. Sheila is milking that puddle for all its worth! She is one contented pig.
Those tomatoes are looking excellent….as does life on the farm at the moment….good to see:)
I remember the hay escalator! It was my favorite thing in the summer, too. It had a particular music.
Oh how I miss my garden this year. But mostly I miss the tomatoes. Loving Tima and the Boo!
That shot of Tima and Boo napping is priceless. 😀
xoxo