Tag: farmlife

COOL AND MISTY MORNING

This morning. The birds and the crickets make a morning chorus for the dawn. Dense with sound. When I see a dawn like this bright magenta through the fog, I hope my guests are awake to see it.

DOWN THE BACK

The hogs down the back are getting big.

I used to have beautiful gardens. I must have spent a fortune on flowers. Pulling weeds and making everything neat and tidy.

REMEMBER

Don’t read too much into my headings. They are often ( usually) cryptic and probably ( always) without thought. Yesterday’s ‘throw in the towel’ heading was part of my discussion about the endless RAIN!

A LITTLE

Of both my worlds. A little of both my worlds. Don’t we all live with our feet in more than one camp – that is life right?

JUST WALKED IN

Last night I thought I would begin the training to get the young ducks in the Quack House with the old ducks and with very little herding they all just walked in.

AND AGAIN

The rain. On my hay. Raining on my winter feed. Every I bring home more free feed than ever for the pigs and every day the grass is growing – still I am feeling the ‘will I have enough hay for the winter’ fear….

FURRY NOSE

While I am milking Tane sticks his furry nose under the door and talks to me. Like an animated head suspended from a string. Milk. Milk. Milk. He chants.

STORMS AND THE LIKE

I have been waiting for the weather to settle down before putting Molly’s Eight out into the field – apparently it is not going to settle. So out they went yesterday.

CHEWING YOUR CUD

Night chores are really late evening chores but night chores is easier to say. And during last evenings night chores I separated Tia and Del. Tia goes into a big pen of her own in case she calves in the night. ( Wouldn’t that…