Rabbit Holes
We anticipated rabbits sliding underneath the perimeter fencing of our kitchen garden. I have begun the second part of our defences, burying thick mesh a foot into the earth.
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108 PostsWe anticipated rabbits sliding underneath the perimeter fencing of our kitchen garden. I have begun the second part of our defences, burying thick mesh a foot into the earth.
Its taking a while to realise I now have a home, after decades of homelessness. A warm, safe place to rest my head, a sanctuary whilst awake and asleep. What is contentment, does satisfaction exist?
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.
Early morning Charlie drove to our grass keep near Selkirk, sheep here have had few if any problems this year; being mindful of lung fluke which killed two lambs at this grass keep last year.
We had planned to rest this Sunday, but we both set to work on weeding our Kitchen Garden.
Busy day, been weeding our kitchen garden, we have so many vegetables to plant this year at Woodburn Farmhouse.
With the flock grazing at grass keep Charlie's been busy mucking out the poly tunnel, he says the job is a marathon and not a sprint.
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.
Our Zwartble cade ewe lamb finally lambed and became a mother ewe today, we don't know the time of birth as the wee black lamb was dry when we discovered her late afternoon.
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.