Hullo PUMPKINS! ( sorry for the spelling mistake! I fixed it). A lovely local town donated all their Halloween pumpkins to us! Twenty something of them. And the pigs could not be happier! I am going up to Chicago at Thanksgiving. I want to…
I have loaded my pictures but I can’t find my words.
With the six. And their field. All the oats and corn are gone already. They ate all the best feed first . Being pigs and all. We have late summer colour succumbing to cold frosty mornings. It was quite cold yesterday – it was…
In the last 24 hours we have had hours of heavy rain accompanied by the roar of black thunder so loud and continuous that it became a white noise.
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.
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.
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!
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?
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.