The Journey: Such times!

I know people are meant to stay home Chanel, but really you
can go out into the paddock.

I wonder what we will make of these times in 10, 20, 30 years? Will it just be a distant memory like the 2008 economic crash? Mind you that was an event that happened at a slower rater than the few months it has taken to descend into chaos across Europe with the Covid19 virus. Yet it doesn't feel like chaos out on our land, well not yet anyway. It has been a rollercoaster of a week though and I know that I'm not the only one. It is times like these that make it hard to be away from family, but then again, even if we were closer, the need for self-isolation would still make it difficult to gather everyone around.

It's no good hiding at the back Mari, get out into the sunshine

Coltsfoot: an old remedy for coughs

One of the reasons for the rollercoaster of a ride, besides wondering about family is that I hadn't heard anything about my PhD pre-defence (like mock exams for PhD students) until this week. For this I have to do a presentation with an Estonian opponent who will look through my work, critique it and ask me awkward questions in preparation for the final defence. This is supposed to be face to face with my supervisors present, but of course that is not possible now, because one of them is in the UK, one in Estonia and I'm in Latvia and none of us can cross borders. So it looks like we will now be doing this online, but I only found out on Friday. I got an urgent text and email from one of my supervisors to ask me to complete my thesis and send it to him to pass onto the opponent. And the defence? April 7th, so not long either.

The boys still enjoy a Christmas tree

Mr. Tellus had a sore eye again this week. He does seem to
get regular problems with them. I made up a slightly salty
thyme and hyssop tea and wiped it with that and he seems
better today.

So as far as possible we've stayed away from people so we aren't responsible for bringing a disease from Riga to our village and trying to stay healthy at the same time. Of course we have been to the supermarket on a regular basis, mainly because our neighbour is still not in milk production mode yet and therefore we still need to buy regular supermarket milk. Supplies are a bit lower in our little village shops, but there are stocks of most things, just maybe not every brand they normally have and a few spaces in between but at least it hasn't been as ridiculous as elsewhere.

Freddie getting his vitamins

Before Ian got ill he was preparing the area for the base of
the new greenhouse

Our panic buys from last week of a tent and greenhouse arrived, thankfully. Ian also got sorted out with supplies so that we...errr I mean he can get going on that. At least he will be when he has completely recovered from a stomach bug. Fortunately it wasn't the dreaded disease. All I can say is it is a good job we have toilet paper though. We had decided to go and stay in the caravan but that was nearly reversed so that we could take advantage of the better facilities at the apartment. In the end, we weathered the problem and Ian is feeling much better now. This is not the time to be ill though for sure.

George soaking up the sun and thinking about fresh grass. It's
growing, although the heavy frosts of the last two nights will
not have helped

Aggie

Despite being closed to visitors, we have still had a few people turn up, only they weren't coming to see the alpacas exactly. The first group, three young men, came around 7 in the evening. One of them swore when I asked if they spoke English, so he got a reprimand. I don't like swearing at the best of times and I most certainly do not like someone using English swear words when they don't speak much English. He did apologise though. I must still have the withering look that was perfected over 20 years of doing children's work. It was not used all the time, but was effective when needed. Anyway, apparently they just wanted some diesel because their car had run out about a1km away. It was better for us to deal with it than let our neighbours run the risk of meeting young men who should have been at home.

Lady V reaching for the tastiest morsel of grass at the back
of the feeder

So hard to tell Chanel and Ilvija apart now

Our next visitors were neighbours and members of our local hunting organisation. We did get a phone call to see if we were in isolation and we were careful to make sure we were close enough to talk but not too close. There was no shaking hands and after signing the papers to renew our hunting contract with the organisation and taking receipt of our cans of moose meat we washed our hands. It is a good job that it is the soap that is the most important part of hand washing because our water is very cold at the moment. It might be beautiful and bright during the day but we have seen some of the coldest nights this winter, only it is supposed to be spring now.

Antonia sunbathing. Looks like she is
sporting a rather unusual hat though

Sofie in all her fluffy glory. In reality she is a felted ball of
fluff here.

Sofie decided to pay us a visit too. She's been at our neighbours most of the winter but made regular visits back. This time though she didn't seem so well. I had to get some worming tablets as she has obviously been making a big dent in the mouse population judging by her fat belly and the tapeworms she's managed to pick up in the process. She is usually a very skinny cat. She is also not a practical cat for a farmyard. She's a great mouser but her fur mats up so badly, very quickly. This time I think she could hardly move her neck. It took me ages with much patient cutting away of great wadges of felted fur. I've given her a day off before I start on the ones down her side.

Come on Amanda, you also can at least go out in the paddock

I think our kombucha tea should be ready
by now. Surprisingly refreshing

As I said, it all feels very weird for so much chaos going on in the world and yet all is calm and peaceful on our land, well kind of. Hearing the cockerels crowing is normal in the countryside and we tune out the noise they make. Even from day one of sleeping in the caravan with the cockerels just outside they haven't really disturbed us that much. However, the cranes are definitely back and oh boy are they loud. The noise they make rings clear across the valley.