Gavin, my husband, was out fencing (no, not with swords) maybe I should say moving sheep and tells me he heard, then saw a small group of cranes heading north! I have asked him if he was hallucinating and he was emphatic that he was not so unless they have been blown off course I guess that spring is on the way! Extraordinary looking out the window right now at the grey sky, the trees blowing in the wind, the constantly running water drains and the mud, mud and more mud. I dream of tarmac..........
You will all be delighted to know that all the children are well and those who were ill or waiting for exam results are back at school, so I managed to spend only 35 euros at my last supermarket shopping spree at Mutant. Pretty impressive I thought.
There are 2 lambs in our kitchen one of which is called Titch/Lucky. Two of the children are fighting over what she should be named. One would have thought that after a lifetime of having various baby animals in the kitchen everything from wild pigs (in Zimbabwe), to goslings and kittens they would have become less adamant about who gets to pick the names, but no. Funnily enough we seem to have a long line of Luckys, Titches, Babys, Fluffys.... etc, etc.
The other is number 14 and without name just incase.
Below is Titch/Lucky.
Above is a picture of some of our girls who have been moved inside to escape from the mud. The rest of the shed is under construction to receive the other half of the main flock. It is a pity this website doesn't do sound as during feeding time it feels like your ears are about to explode with all the baaing.
See you all soon
I am farming sheep and goats on the Dordogne/Gironde border with my husband and our 3 children. We have an on farm butchery and sell our meat direct to the public via the markets and delivery points in our local area