Sunshine !!! Now I’ve got a problem…somewhere in this house I stashed my Summer clothes last Winter and I can’t find them. I’ve searched cupboards and drawers, I’ve checked boxes and bags and they are nowhere to be found. I’m not confessing to dementia….I’m blaming such a long wet Winter and spring that I forgot where I put them in the depths of despair !! ( maybe I can talk myself into a spell of retail therapy…smile)
Time for a quick update. The visiting Canadian geese family have taken up residence on the bank of our pond. Five of the six goslings have amazingly survived to date and almost seem to grow before our eyes. Mom and pop routinely take their fluffy yellow offspring for walks up and down the farm road, waddles around the pond, we hold our breath with trepidation as the little family in single file, treks through the Shires pasture and jump into the cold glassy pond for synchronized swimming lessons. Last night as the sun went down, we checked in on our guests, actually, to be more precise….our squatters ! The two adult geese were settled on the edge of the pond, momma goose was laying with both her wings outstretched and peeping out from between her feathers, safe and warm in her care, the 5 goslings.
Gertie continues to spend her day waddling aimlessly around the pasture in the shadow of the massive shire horses. As Quest moves along we have noted that Quest actually watches where he puts his huge feet for fear of treading on his feathered admirer. Lady is not the object of Gerties affection and the whilst Quest has been seen to gently nudge Gertie the confused goose, the mare treats her with total disdain. Gustav still waits..one day his girl will come to her senses and when she does, he will be waiting. Geese mate for life so he still has plenty of time.
We think we have managed to control poor little Lamb Chops poo problem and although he is less than happy with his new feeding regime…confined to grass hay and fresh green grass, we are hoping that (1) projectile poo is a distant smelly problem and (2) Lamb Chop may stop looking like a Biaffran refugee.
Chance, our cute little bottle fed lamb is no longer “little”, she is however cuter and more personable than ever. When the ewes are turned out, Chance either “walks to heel” with Greg down Cow lane or joins Bran in keeping the flock under control and heading in the right direction. Chance and lamb number 20 are very vocal and feeding time has both bleating loudly and consistently in not so glorious stereo.
We are looking forward to the Summer and the arrival of our WOOFER interns. Yesterday a potential volunteer came to check us out and happily it reinforced our firm belief that “ a stranger is just a friend you have not yet met”. Within moments I felt confident that she would fit in well and hopefully she felt the same way. We have many plans for the next few months and having some young enthusiastic help will hopefully help us to achieve our goals..
It’s time, 7.20am, the sun is shining, the chickens in the Roost with a View look like frantic little ants busily scratching and the brat pack that is our flock of lambs are hurtling around the pen or enthusiastically practicing the less than challenging art of piggy backs (…or “ramming”), two or three lambs high.
Take care, keep safe and enjoy the sunshine, it’s been a very long time coming !. M
Time for a quick update. The visiting Canadian geese family have taken up residence on the bank of our pond. Five of the six goslings have amazingly survived to date and almost seem to grow before our eyes. Mom and pop routinely take their fluffy yellow offspring for walks up and down the farm road, waddles around the pond, we hold our breath with trepidation as the little family in single file, treks through the Shires pasture and jump into the cold glassy pond for synchronized swimming lessons. Last night as the sun went down, we checked in on our guests, actually, to be more precise….our squatters ! The two adult geese were settled on the edge of the pond, momma goose was laying with both her wings outstretched and peeping out from between her feathers, safe and warm in her care, the 5 goslings.
Gertie continues to spend her day waddling aimlessly around the pasture in the shadow of the massive shire horses. As Quest moves along we have noted that Quest actually watches where he puts his huge feet for fear of treading on his feathered admirer. Lady is not the object of Gerties affection and the whilst Quest has been seen to gently nudge Gertie the confused goose, the mare treats her with total disdain. Gustav still waits..one day his girl will come to her senses and when she does, he will be waiting. Geese mate for life so he still has plenty of time.
We think we have managed to control poor little Lamb Chops poo problem and although he is less than happy with his new feeding regime…confined to grass hay and fresh green grass, we are hoping that (1) projectile poo is a distant smelly problem and (2) Lamb Chop may stop looking like a Biaffran refugee.
Chance, our cute little bottle fed lamb is no longer “little”, she is however cuter and more personable than ever. When the ewes are turned out, Chance either “walks to heel” with Greg down Cow lane or joins Bran in keeping the flock under control and heading in the right direction. Chance and lamb number 20 are very vocal and feeding time has both bleating loudly and consistently in not so glorious stereo.
We are looking forward to the Summer and the arrival of our WOOFER interns. Yesterday a potential volunteer came to check us out and happily it reinforced our firm belief that “ a stranger is just a friend you have not yet met”. Within moments I felt confident that she would fit in well and hopefully she felt the same way. We have many plans for the next few months and having some young enthusiastic help will hopefully help us to achieve our goals..
It’s time, 7.20am, the sun is shining, the chickens in the Roost with a View look like frantic little ants busily scratching and the brat pack that is our flock of lambs are hurtling around the pen or enthusiastically practicing the less than challenging art of piggy backs (…or “ramming”), two or three lambs high.
Take care, keep safe and enjoy the sunshine, it’s been a very long time coming !. M
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