Four Pigs and an Old Chook

Here is the best shot of the week I think.

Four little pigs and their chicken. She is so brave this old girl. They make a delightful family.

Jude on top of his hill. His leg is feeling better.

These two big pigs, Jude and FreeBee are doing a lot of grazing in the lovely weather we have been having. Eating as much grass as they can before the cold comes and nukes it all.

As long as the grass is green they can stay in this field. Their winter quarters are ready for when it gets cold.

Yesterday’s Sunrise is HERE. TKG Take Ten. The Kitchens Garden at Substack is Free to all – all this month. It is a beautiful gentle way to end the day. Giving yourself 10 minutes to zone out and reflect on your day.

Then the Farmy newsletter on Sunday which is a great All in One catch up if you can’t get to the blog daily.

See that big blue upturned trough on the left of the shot above? That is the PopPops winter house. I stuff it full of straw, they run around in there and pack it down, I stuff it with more, they pack it down some more, until we have a lovely warm bed. We will line straw all around the outside with a couple of bales on top. There are air holes on the top of the container because air flow is very important too. Air flow without drafts.

The barn is a great wooden colander. Lots of drafts!!

Have a lovely day today!

Wednesday here.

Celi

13 responses to “Four Pigs and an Old Chook”

  1. The barn looks quite beautiful in it’s own way, bathed in shadow and golden light here and there. You are doing good work to prepare for the cold and the comfort of the animals while you are gone.

  2. Good morning Ceci………..I love it that you are able to make “something out of nothing”. “Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without”. In the world of ours where that is so much over consumption of everything it is a pleasure to see someone who reuses everything she can while running her little farm. Good for you.

    Jo

  3. I’m enjoying the mental image of the PopPops running around inside the upturned trough, packing down layers of straw to make their insulated winter bed. The grunts and shrieks of joy that accompany it…

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