Tag: Dorset ram

Rain and Ice, Ice and Rain

Yesterday, tiny crystals of cold jaggedy ice rained down out of the sky, clattering through the trees and onto the ground, tinkling like the harnesses of a hundred prancing celestial horses. It was a curious sound. As they fell they packed into each other… Continue Reading “Rain and Ice, Ice and Rain”

Rain.. Yay.. Blink.. Oh.. Was that IT?!!

Even in the depths of winter farmers long for moisture falling on the fields. We received a little shine from the heavens and should be grateful. But I am greedy.  My fields and gardens even in their winter slumber are greedy. I wanted RAIN!… Continue Reading “Rain.. Yay.. Blink.. Oh.. Was that IT?!!”

Pig escape Thwarted by Heifer

Well, all my plans for a couple of  hours off, yesterday afternoon, were in vain.  The farmy had other plans.  Hairy Maclairy decided to stage a break in into the Milking Parlour.  A space he is not allowed to visit.   The Shush Sisters… Continue Reading “Pig escape Thwarted by Heifer”

Off we go for our walkabout on The Kitchen’s Garden Farmy

Walkabouts are my favourite posts. Today we will wander through the cast of the Kitchens Garden Farm. I could not fit everyone on the one page but you will get the idea. This is The Duke of Kupa.  He has two wives  and spends… Continue Reading “Off we go for our walkabout on The Kitchen’s Garden Farmy”

I don’t know about you but I am worn out with the waiting

Not so Mama. She is just calmly watching for the stork. In her usual  sublime ovine dreamy state.  Yesterday every man and his dog decided to drop in, plus a couple of delivery men, the junk yard man, the farmer who rents the land… Continue Reading “I don’t know about you but I am worn out with the waiting”

Blood in The Barn! Hairy can no longer Toot his own Horn!

You know how only YESTERDAY Daisy promised not to head butt Hairy  in 2012? Well it was still 2011 yesterday. We were working in the barn unearthing the 1953 Dodge. It will be my asparagus truck for the spring, I am going to park… Continue Reading “Blood in The Barn! Hairy can no longer Toot his own Horn!”