Returning flock
We received a cancel message to come and collect our sheep for grass keep in the Craik Forest; we'd agreed to fetch them at the weekend, but we them earlier on Thursday instead.
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13 PostsWe received a cancel message to come and collect our sheep for grass keep in the Craik Forest; we'd agreed to fetch them at the weekend, but we them earlier on Thursday instead.
We've had a series of bad luck today, first our sheep absconded, afterwards we found the tractor flat, then the tractor broke down, and finally an accident with our truck towing the tractor.
Woodburn farmhouse is requiring some TLC after spending so much time at my house in Ancrum; but defining moments reignite continuation.
After dwelling in my bungalow for twenty-four hours I was longing to go outside, Charlie calls this cabin fever. I've lived outdoors all my life, and travelling relaxes me so. We drove up to our grasskeep near Selkirk, and began shearing three sheep.
We gained access to the Craik to do a welfare check on our sheep, there are seven of our flock grazing within the Craik Forest.
We had planned to rest this Sunday, but we both set to work on weeding our Kitchen Garden.
Today, we have two pens in the poly tunnel, each containing one ewe and one lamb.
Charlie calmed my erratic mind by taking me for a drive through the beautiful Craik forest.
Sure is cold this morning, ice on the 4x4 bonnet and window screen has made such a pretty pattern.
This morning I walked about the farmhouse garden, at a glance there isn't much to see.
We, Charlie and a friend, drove through heavy rain to visit the Craik forest, and commenced a brisk two-mile walk to burn off some troublesome excess weight.