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…
But that was as close as I got before she saw me.
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…
I am sorry about the “Moo” but you know the rules!
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.
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.
Well I was woken on my sleep in morning to pouring rain and thunder and lightening the inability to sleep past 5am. I opened the thunder door ( the the basement ) for the terrified dogs and went back to bed.
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.