I was working in the corridor field yesterday and spied this fat wee mouse, just outside Tima’s barn door. She was picking up tiny specks of grain and gobbling them down. It was cold and she shivered but persevered until Tima came rushing out…
This morning I spoke at an organic grain conference. It went well and I had a good time. Putting the 160 into organic crops has certainly opened the door to hew opportunities. The ice was heavy yesterday. And the light low. However today the…
The ducks are still only laying one or two eggs a day. The chickens maybe six on a good day. This is quite natural. The winter is their time for rest.
The good news is that the ice in the blue insulated water trough that froze solid last week melted enough for us to be able to hook out the faulty water heater and jam a new one in.
Yesterday John picked up the snow plough on the way home from the airport and ploughed his way up the lane. A dramatic return. And now I can get my car out again!
The relief of warm air is palpable. I can touch, maybe even palpate, this relief. This morning is 7f ( -13C) as I awake. Above Fahrenheit’s less that scientific Zero. But measurement is all an invention to some degree or other. After we run…
I almost cried this morning when I woke – checked the temperature and found that it was only -17f ( -27c) – the forecast was calling for -26f and after struggling through yesterday I was in despair.
I am just so grateful that this drift down into deep freeze is only for a couple of days. Some people choose to live in temperatures like this. Not me though. I am not set up for it.
Twenty Two pheasants stretched out across the field. Digging in the snow for dropped soya beans. You might have to click on the image and zoom in a bit. They are there. They are really just little dots but I wanted you to see…