|Veronica. Unusually nosy for her!|
It has been an intense week this week. Although we often do lots of different activities, the pace we go at is usually fairly relaxed, but not this week. First of all Ian moved the sheep from where they have been all spring to somewhere nearer to what they would consider civilisation (being herd animals and only three of them, I think they miss the company). The poor things were so hot, but we did make sure their feeding ground include trees for shelter, but did they use it – no of course not! They had to sit in the hottest spot next to the gate.
|The sheep were over this hill behind Ian taking the photo.|
He then moved them all the way over to a spot to the
left of the greenhouse. They were very good and didn't
scamper off at all. I think it was just too hot
|If you don't examine them too carefully, they look much|
better today. Still, if they could, they would change their
|Brencis looking gorgeous|
|Brencis' fleece. You can see it is definitely not pure white|
|The instrument of torture ..errr I mean|
the hoist. We need to find a wider belt
for it, but at least the principle worked.
It was funny holding Snowdrop
because she would audibly sigh as she
was being milked. I think it was a relief
|Wheat and Poppies - not red ones though|
|Amaranth. These have been competing|
well with the weeds and Ian has been
able to keep just ahead with these.
|Because we haven't got any chick pictures|
this week, here is one of Eyre looking
sleepy. She has been ever so good at going
to sleep in the toilet area of the caravan when
we have been sleeping in it. She is quiet until
we wake up.
|Sour dough bread buns freshly baked for|
|The sweetcorn is doing well in the greenhouse|
|Some of the cuttings from one of the grapevines in the|
greenhouse seems to have taken. We aim to plant these
ones outside and see how they will do there.
|The rain on Monday battered some of our oats. Not sure if|
we will get anything out of this bit. It maybe okay. It is
not as if we need to harvest it with a combine harvester.
We might just use the scythe
|Tomatoes are starting to form on our plants now|
|Looking down from the top of the ski hill at the area|
we cut, baled and cleared
|This is to the left of the picture above|
|A remnant from the Soviet era. The signage|
on this electric pole is in Russian
|Not the strawberries I picked after the hay stacking but ones|
I cut up to dry. The strawberries are huge and tasty this year
and we have been having them on our breakfast all week.
Such a hard life!
|These four bales of hay came from the side and rear of the|
|Three bales from this section and one from behind|