But that was as close as I got before she saw me.
The second and last pig field has been opened up for the six little pigs. It is glorious but as usual they are still afraid to walk past where the electric fence was.
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.
Wai has the strangest shape due to his burns as though he is two pigs in the same body. He is so weighty in the front and then much slimmer in the back Even though he is on a strict diet, but he is…
I used to have beautiful gardens. I must have spent a fortune on flowers. Pulling weeds and making everything neat and tidy.
I passed my PCQI final exam – did I tell you? So now I am the Qualified Individual in charge of Preventative Controls at The Mill. So much for only a little part time job!
Tribes and Flocks. I guess tribes have more brains but we all behave the same. As the number of birds on the property has grown I have noticed an interesting phenomenon.
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!
And I think our haymaking window just closed. Just this minute the skies opened, the thunder roared and two inches of rain fell out of the sky in one wall of water.
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.