From a finger on the lens – snort – I really must get the camera out. Using the phone is so lazy.
It has been a long time since Saturday mornings were any different from other mornings but since moving back into the paid workforce Saturday mornings are developing their old charm.
Yesterday cleared into a beautiful calm sunny day. And we got everything done from that days list. The asparagus is all mulched, the duck house has two new windows covered in strong screen, I collected all the feeds and we stowed them in the…
We need some kind of update I think after that break in transmission due the breakdown in communication with Molly the sow which sent me into a bit of a spin. So here goes.
The ducks are still only laying one or two eggs a day. The chickens maybe six on a good day. This is quite natural. The winter is their time for rest.
Well, the porch and everything else is all in a state of rather messy half-done-ed-ness but by lunch today I think we should be all ship shape. The farm that is. My packing is another issue altogether.
Jude approaches everyone on the farm with the fearless inquisitiveness of the very young. I just let him wander about for the meantime. Let him explore.
Yesterday when I went out to start my chores I was greeted by a string of giggling ducks wandering down the drive. Not good. They should have been in the barn laying. It was not yet light. And all their nests were empty. Not…
Back – Wards. Usually you follow my day, my yesterday, in pictures going forwards but today we are going backwards because that’s just what happened.
Paraphrasing Here – because it is an “I” not a “They”. And wee Poo-Bum Piglet also known as Jude is not scary. But you Get the picture. Jude is Back. He’s Ba-ack! Sung in a poltergeisty kind of way.