All lambs are well, we've had a shortfall of chaff, so are purchasing lamb and ewe nuts for the flock as an addition to bales of haylage. We have just under three weeks until the flock goes to grass keep; I will be relieved to see them go, the farmhouse is noisy as hell.
Today I'm coding, much work is to be done, as I discover the zealous delusions that incur causations of what has not happened in my life. Writing about previous years fills my heart will indelible sorrow, realising I have been erased and replaced from existence.
Rickety bike of circus antic contention, for tired worn out clowns.
.Yesterday we (me and Charlie) put all our money together to get an electric bike so that I would have transport. We found a Perry E-Hopper advertised on Facebook for £400, direct messaged the seller arranging a view at 6:30pm that evening. We arranged to view two bikes, one blue, the other black in colour, but on arrival at the seller's house, we found one bike had been put back as first dibs for another person, who had obviously placed before us. I rode the other bike with difficulty, the frame wobbled as the electric engine did grind. I made an offer of £360, they refused, we abruptly parted. The seller, a man named Kevin (with girlfriend) acted sketchy untoward our arrival, I felt relieved not to have made this purchase.
Preparing bottled milk for our cade lambs.
I had hoped to be able to ride around the valley taking pictures of scenery and wild life, and explored yonder places in the Scottish Borders where our truck was legally prohibited to go, or simply travelled to fast surpassing meaningful observances. But the reviews on the Perry E-Hooper claimed the bike performed badly up hills; which would be near useless for climbing the contours of the hilly Scottish Borders. Riding the Perry E-Hooper was saddled uncomfortable and stiff tense, as if clinging onto a pogo stick for balance; this would have not made countryside exploration upon this E-bike enjoyable. I've looked at other E-bikes over the internet, and would be required to spend another £1200 to complete such purchase.
Ready to go!Lambs being bottle fed by hand, a multi-feeder is so much easier but kindness draws the heart into compassion.
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Lambs in the farmhouse poly tunnel, mother ewes have just been fed ewe nuts, such is the excitement.
Lambs in the poly tunnel hang out inside the ring feeder.Tonight I am hearing frogs croaking near the farmhouse garden pond, a first this year.
This afternoon I bottle-fed all six cade lambs, one large lamb is not taking much milk, and there are ground lamb nuts in the creep trough. I also fed the mother ewes lamb nuts in the poly tunnel, and forked what is left of their bale of haylage within reach through the ring feeder. The lambs in the poly tunnel are very playful; there is a real sheep family atmosphere in there; which raised a grin from a weighted frown.
Awaiting the arrival of a poorly lamb.
Today I've enjoyed two sausage sandwiches, cup of coffee, and have a warm peat and log fire beside me; considering situations have been a lot worse for me, I'm not doing all that bad at the moment. One cade lamb is not eating as she should, although a tiny wee lamb, we named "button" has regained her appetite.
Today I'm coding, much work is to be done, as I discover the zealous delusions that incur causations of what has not happened in my life. Writing about previous years fills my heart will indelible sorrow, realising I have been erased and replaced from existence.
.Yesterday we (me and Charlie) put all our money together to get an electric bike so that I would have transport. We found a Perry E-Hopper advertised on Facebook for £400, direct messaged the seller arranging a view at 6:30pm that evening. We arranged to view two bikes, one blue, the other black in colour, but on arrival at the seller's house, we found one bike had been put back as first dibs for another person, who had obviously placed before us. I rode the other bike with difficulty, the frame wobbled as the electric engine did grind. I made an offer of £360, they refused, we abruptly parted. The seller, a man named Kevin (with girlfriend) acted sketchy untoward our arrival, I felt relieved not to have made this purchase.
I had hoped to be able to ride around the valley taking pictures of scenery and wild life, and explored yonder places in the Scottish Borders where our truck was legally prohibited to go, or simply travelled to fast surpassing meaningful observances. But the reviews on the Perry E-Hooper claimed the bike performed badly up hills; which would be near useless for climbing the contours of the hilly Scottish Borders. Riding the Perry E-Hooper was saddled uncomfortable and stiff tense, as if clinging onto a pogo stick for balance; this would have not made countryside exploration upon this E-bike enjoyable. I've looked at other E-bikes over the internet, and would be required to spend another £1200 to complete such purchase.
Lambs in the farmhouse poly tunnel, mother ewes have just been fed ewe nuts, such is the excitement.
This afternoon I bottle-fed all six cade lambs, one large lamb is not taking much milk, and there are ground lamb nuts in the creep trough. I also fed the mother ewes lamb nuts in the poly tunnel, and forked what is left of their bale of haylage within reach through the ring feeder. The lambs in the poly tunnel are very playful; there is a real sheep family atmosphere in there; which raised a grin from a weighted frown.
Today I've enjoyed two sausage sandwiches, cup of coffee, and have a warm peat and log fire beside me; considering situations have been a lot worse for me, I'm not doing all that bad at the moment. One cade lamb is not eating as she should, although a tiny wee lamb, we named "button" has regained her appetite.
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