Mayday
This morning I walked to the top of the farmhouse paddock and observed a golden sunlight; during late afternoon, a haze settled in the valley.
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SubscribeThis morning I walked to the top of the farmhouse paddock and observed a golden sunlight; during late afternoon, a haze settled in the valley.
Charlie is still humoured by the lambs reaction from me singing to them; I have a roaring open log fire located behind me whilst I update this website.
We're having trouble with one cade lamb that has seriously fallen behind, among other cade lambs he suffered stomach illness (from tainted powdered milk) the worst.
We drove to Ashkirk, then to Selkirk grass keep to do a welfare check on the sheep. Charlie pulled over at Lindean Loch, I went for a walk, cool down from being triggered.
Farmhouse is undergoing a deep clean, evasively mystifying how the household dust and dirt creeps upon tables, chairs, sideboards etc, in view of being shattered senseless from day and nighttime lambing.
Charlie collected me in the afternoon, our first destination was to Denholm to check the welfare of a "sleepy" lamb.
Arrived at my flat, washing machine is knackered in that my clothes are more dirty [from flow back] after washing cycle than they went in; I am assuming neighbour's ABDL nappies are to blame for a flat block drain blockage.
We visited the Reviver's festival in Hawick, catching the tale end of the procession we walked to the castle mound to observe this re-enactment festival of the Scottish Borders.
We're in transit most today, transporting ewes and lambs; our grass keep is ready 1st of April, it will be a relief to have some peace from the endless jeering of sheep.
This morning I woke to the sound of Sam the Sheep dog barking, peering out of three windows I saw nothing unusual, but through the forth window I discovered a mother ewe licking her newborn lamb, now there is only three ewes left to lamb.
The rain relentlessly poured down this morning as though the sopping drench would never dissipate.