As I was puttering about last night putting the ducks to bed, locking up the chickens and shifting the cows, I suddenly realized I had no images of the day.
The first thing I do every day – even before I sit down to write to you, my friends – is I check the weather. As kids, when the radio man read the weather forecast woe betide anyone who spoke or rattled pots or slammed… Continue Reading “HIGH WINDS”
PINK is such a hard sounding word for such a soft light. Pink is clipped and final in its execution. Dusky is a better word. Though dusky has more gray in it.
Today we will finish chores quick-quick and then drive up to the airport to collect the fourth member of our mid-summer team. Michael – he is Scottish. And will be staying a month. That should be fun. So today I will leave you with… Continue Reading “Two lost heifers and a steer”
Sheila my Big Fat Pig is being VERY NAUGHTY. I could not work out why the calves were spending so much time out of their nice big shelter in the Rat House, so this afternoon I went in to see what was going on.… Continue Reading “Sheila the Thief”
Boo is still on bed-rest and doing it hard. He is allowed short forays with me on a leash, and spends time on the chain by the barn where he can watch. Mostly I have to leave him inside when I go out to… Continue Reading “I hope the sun comes out”
There has been a curious watchful stillness about the air these last few days. Waiting. “Captive wild animal watching the open door.” – kind of waiting. This was our sunrise yesterday. In a moment it will spring forth leaving winter in its wake but for… Continue Reading “A Watchful Stillness”
After a full day of mowing and trimming and fencing – my legs took me up to the creek that is really a ditch to watch the sun go down. I call this walk checking the fences. Sometimes it is hard for me… Continue Reading “Walking on my Legs”
STOP! Go no further until you have guessed whose feathers are in the Header Shot. Yes. Well admittedly that was not hard. Mr Flowers is officially strutting his stuff. And here is something you seldom see in the mash of pretty peacock shots in… Continue Reading “Feathers Unfurled”
Because Christmas is not polite enough to fall on the same day of the week each year, I am Always mixed up. I need continuity. Without a TV or radio to remind me of the day – a muddle happens. Two of my children… Continue Reading “Christmas Eve/Day”