You would think that I am old enough to know that trying to take your trousers and socks off at the same time when in a hurry does not work. All you get is a jam up. But it is Saturday today so I have no need to hurry. Speaking of a jam up – I asked Jill my boss yesterday if she was ‘flat out’ could she help me. What does Flat Out, mean she said?
Firstly look at Tima and FreeBee cuddling together on a cool spring morning at FreeBee’s new home.
Who would have thought he would settle in so fast.
Mr Flowers needs no introduction – he is very free with his tail is our Mr Flowers.
Right at the end of yesterday’s shivery day the sun came out!
Del is slowly slowly getting better.
When I come home from work the ducks all rush to meet me loudly complaining – they escort me to the shed and I dole out large lunches.
Tia’s Bobby. Eating grass already.
The other side of the Purple Fridge. This big beast has been a game changer. Eggs, vegetables and milk now have a separate cool-store. Much better.
Though as far as decor goes the fridge is a little incongruous. Like an aging noisy pot smoking jingle jangly hippy in a Porsche. Much as I would love my muddy verandah to be sleek like a Porsche.
When it gets hot I will cover this glass door – I think the sun beating in will be counter-productive.
Ok! Today / right now actually – I am going out to create an electric fence for the Thistle Eaters. Then I am shifting the ducklings outside. The mess in the turkey house is legendary.