John and Alyson leave today, flying to Great Britain and back to normalcy. We will miss them both but look forward to seeing big brother back complete with his obligatory silly hat and Alyson’s big smile some time in the near future. We wish both you a safe trip and an easy transition back into the real world. John has achieved much around here and the barn kitchen will be a permanent reminder of his visit here.
Attention here at the ranch has been turned to Cody and Song, the goat kids who are on the verge of finding the milky bar permanently closed. Friday is the cut off date and no more plastic Pepsi bottles with little rubber teats will be answering the pathetic bleats from the goat pen. Carla has been priming the little ones and gently putting morsels of grain where the teat aught to go…but if goats could swear,….those little kids really owe my swear jar. They are less than impressed and curled lips, clamped teeth and projectile spitting were their thanks for her efforts. Sorry kids, life’s tough and it has been decreed that it is time to grow up. We will be keeping a close eye on them but I really should be issuing pneumatic strength ear plugs to anyone within a mile of the farm.
Sadly, the two flags that fly high over the farm, the Star Spangled Banner and the Union Jack are in need of repair. The winds that whipped and the torrential rain that lashed the flags through the Winter months have forced us to temporarily retire them but even without our flags, we considered ourselves patriotic. That was until Tuesday, there were three British nationals in the barnyardtotally unaware of the importance of the day until Brian arrived with a cake….a beautifully decorated scrumptious chocolate cake and said cake was in honour of St Georges Day. St George is the patron Saint of Great Britain and here, deep in the heart of the pacific North West we had forgotten. To deepen our guilt…..it took an American to remind us. Shame on us. Must get those flags back up as soon as possible !
Quatre and Carla the intrepid twosome have almost completed patching up the hole in the barn floor. For several years this particular hole has been on Greg’s ever growing priority list. Well aware that it was a potential “quick way down” Greg has fretted over that hole and the potential disasters that could befall the unwary, thanks to the girls the hole is no more. Each new project is a challenge and under Greg’s watchful guidance challenges are being met in every field, thanks girls.
Well, the blossom is all flowering in the orchard, the grass is growing as we watch and the trees are all turning green….it looks like Winter is behind us. Time for me to go, take care, keep safe, M