Winter Grazing

Generally in the winter out here on the prairie there is no grazing. No grass left, no grass growing, not a thing. But here is Tima out on the lawn – grazing. Eating as much grass as she can find. Can you see the green tips appearing? Everyone else just lay about in the sun. …

More Piggy Moves

Yesterday was another day of pig wrangling. I needed to go to one of the big farm stores to buy that solar panel but the little pigs were still in disarray so I could not leave the property except for one fast local run for feed. Somehow the little pigs had pushed through one of the …

Chaotic pig day

Good morning. I have just come back inside from shifting Sheila by torchlight back to her new field, why you ask,  because yesterday my whole plan fell into piggie chaos. It all started with Sheila coming into heat, which she does on occassion and she was chasing her calves round and round the field, so …

Good morning Farmy

After being away from the farm for ten days I am pleased to report that all the animals are well and shiny and the ones who should be fat are fat and the ones who should be lean are still lean. Our John did a very good job. Above are the little pigs – they …

Goodbye Pictures

Lots of them! First the inhabitants in and around the Home Barn. Egoli trying to stop Geraldine from pecking at his haunches.  That is one mean peahen when she wants to be. Tima and Tane. I have just realised I forgot to shut their gate to the inside of the barn so I bet they …

Slow Learner

That Cat is a slow learner though he was safe in yesterdays cold. The ice was thick. No quick dip for him.  Sheila has got her eye on me. These cats have their eye on something. We had a morning of sunshine! And there was colour in the sunset to. Today sounds windy. It is already …

Untidy Mr Flowers

Mr Flowers tail drags a bit. I know this sounds like an unusual concern but the feathers underneath his tail have been dragging in the mud. I have never seen this happen in any other peacock. He is a very shy bird so there is no way to catch him that would not traumatise him and …

Closed for Busy-ness

The wind blew cold  and strong yesterday. So the big doors were closed, with boards running crosswise to secure them and stop them from flying inward.  The little pigs sleep right inside those doors and I don’t want them caught in a cross draft of cold wind blowing straight on them. The wind was quite the surprise …

Is that art?

Does Art have to be conscious?  This is actually a serious question. I have always said that some gardeners can be artists,  some builders are artists, a zooped up old car can be art, my bedroom table can be art, a perfect line of shiny mens shoes in the wardrobe can be art. Is  a perfectly …

The crooked-ness

My posts are crooked, the barn is leaning, the feeders are sinking and the BooBoo limps. The hay bales list, the fields are poggy and not one fence follows a straight line.   The posts are on a lean, the gates drag and the chickens perch on ramshackle lengths of pole. All this I can take but if …