Under the cherry tree

When I have family working with me.  I get to lie under the cherry tree.  And watch all the things going on around me. And wonder why I did not take up Poetry. Not exactly Chekhov. But he wasn’t a poet either.  The objective of Cai’s training is to locate people who have been buried …

A Fat Farmy Day Drenched in Spray

Mary’s Cat is being followed and bombed by barn swallows wherever she goes.  (Audrey close your eyes). Because these guys are about ready to take their first flights. They are so patient these little birds. Out-growing their nest and watching the milking from above twice a day.  Did I tell you that their nest is …

Learning Lessons from The Farm

We had a recovery day yesterday. The little chicks are all doing well. The badly hurt one  may never walk properly again though.  However she is getting herself to her food and drink and stays close to her company through the cage walls. Chooks are pretty tough.  There was the gentle raking of the rained-on …

Hawks Love Young Chicks

When I returned from buying feed yesterday morning, the guineas were  shrieking up a storm. Imagine a highly strung young matron throwing her apron over her face and running screaming in circles, then you have a reasonable description of the guineas when they see a hawk. The guineas do not yell at cars or stray …

Calling all Marmite Hoarders!

Lambs are natural escape artists. They have a tendency to leak through fences. Minty was winding herself around my ankles like a cat so getting her in the shot was impossible. These two were inspecting the trucks. Soon Mama started to make a racket and they darted back through the fence like good little lambs. …