Still no sign of another mink. But nature abhors a vacuum ( which is why I won’t let anyone bother my good band of coyotes). I have never had any trouble with the pack of coyotes whose territory includes my farm. If they were…
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!
I want to put two ll’s in leveller. (There are going to be problems when I get to SPELLING in my English course). Anyway, Our John thinks we got over Six inches yesterday. Nice light fluffy snow.
We have windy wet weather today. Still in the Hawkes Bay winter, I come from Hawkes Bay in New Zealand and our Illinois weather is so much like home that I am wondering how they cope with this infernal mud!
So, I am writing a lesson plan this week for my course in teaching English as a Second Language. I have a question for you.
Slowly the colour is draining from the landscape. Very slowly. Inexorably. Without pity. Even though it is still a New Zealand winter the green is going.
Tomorrow I leave for California – not for long – six days I think – so today John will do all the morning chores by himself so he can ask me any questions.
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.
HUNKERING down. Closing one’s eyes and accepting that the weather has turned rotton seems to work for the animals. The rain has come with my least favourite wind. The Nor’East. Strong. And back in they went the animals. Two by two and three by three…