… in the middle of the afternoon. Yesterday darkness fell about 3.30pm. A storm was rolling in. All the animals took note and began to take their places in their barns. ‘Calling it a night.’ Early.
Manu slept the night in his little tin house. He had two bales of dry golden straw in there and has made himself a big warm bed.
When I am doing chores Jude comes out of his house and follows us about the farm. He is the sweetest little pig and is my constant companion.
Morning. Dark. Wintry Mix. I hate the wintry mix because it often results in Ice. And I hate ICE.
This morning as I write there are no mooing calves. I am not sure whether to be relieved or grateful or worried that they have all run off.
Once more into the breach. Yesterday and the day before were bad days for Piglet. He went down with another bout of pretty bad scours.
And cold. This morning it is clear and cold. I am not going to start chores too early because all the animals will be staying still and curled up in their warm straw sleeping in.
Animals who get to sit about while the grown ups work, watching with great intention but little actual contribution.
Tia is much too big for standing in the boot of a car. But there she is!
Yesterday morning I awoke to an incredibly loud lightning storm, a massive crack way too close for comfort and then no electricity. Funny how the power goes off so silently.
You can see the shadows growing long in these shots. Out in the late afternoon with my cows.
There are a goodly number of pawpaw on the trees this year. They are liking this long cool spell and plumping up well, so I am watching them carefully. It is very hard to tell when a pawpaw is ready.