PIglets in a second but first I was watching the blowing snow through the green of the glasshouse as I watered the plants being grown for summer consumption. It is an interesting lesson in the juxtaposition of seasons. Spring piglets in the barn. Snow… Continue Reading “PIGLET PICTURES AS WINTER DESCENDS”
By the end of Autumn John usually has the glass house planted and producing but this year there have been interruptions to some of the familial rhythms. So I decided to take the bull by the horns and plant a wild card garden.
Look who introduced himself to me in the glasshouse yesterday. A Glasshouse Toad with very determined eyes. I left him in there – the cold is coming back soon and he has come out of his hibernation – better he stays in the glasshouse and hunts… Continue Reading “The Eyes of a Toad”
As Gracie and I worked, yesterday morning, hauling out fork-fulls of winter bedding and spreading it across the corridor field, flock after flock of geese flew overhead, crying out with their distinctive melancholic call. But they were flying North. No need for melancholy. They… Continue Reading “Spring Sounds”