Tuesday, 12 November 2019

It's true!

Twice a year. I promise I keep deciding to pick up blogging again. And I do. And then I drop it again.

The ewes are away now, hopefully all in lamb (we don't scan, we pray) and due from the week after Christmas. This stupidly early date is all to do with getting lambs ready to show. Arran is back in the bottom paddock, with a handful of this year's ram lambs, who really do have to go. Except Denzel, who has earned a ticket to stay and show next year as a shearling.

We've eleven ewes to lamb, and frankly, not enough space. So this is a question we'll have to keep asking ourselves.

We eventually picked up two goats from a dispersing herd to keep Mable company Pickle and Pumpkin - and they've been temporarily fenced on a patch of the field that was head high in brambles and junk. As they clear the brambles, we clear the junk. Or at least, that's the theory.

The 'allotment' garden did OK, all things considered, but I do need to spend a lot more time on it next year, as we try to crank up Chalky Flora and grow a lot more flowers. 

Autumn is in mid flight and we are having one of the wettest ever. There are floods all over the West Country, and weather warnings still in place. Our land, which usually becomes squelchy after Christmas, is already beginning to sag.

Mabel, with Pickle and Pumpkin, reclaiming the badlands.

Monday, 10 June 2019

twice a year, whether I need to or not

And that's posting on here, not actually Queen Victoria's apocryphal bathing schedule. Or was it Queen Elizabeth I? Or neither of them?
Anyway. I digress.
Please bear with me patiently as I try to link things to thangs and make this all make sense. I've just spent half a (very wet) day off setting up the record of my Permaculture Diploma, which is now linked as a blog on the right.
I'm also going to do the same with my plant business Chalky Flora. I've basically struggled for months with trying to design a site where they all fit together properly, and finally decided I can't be bothered, it's the doing that matters.
If you truly want to know what there is my Diploma Portfolio or how I'm getting on producing Dye Plants or Pollinator Plants, I'm sure you're more than capable of going over and having a look.



In other news, our purebred lambs, Denzil and Delilah, each won their class at the Royal Bath and West Show, to our great delight, although as Three Counties looms and the classes are actually for Oxford Downs rather than 'Any Other Breed - Shortwool' we are not feeling over confident.






We've moved house so we are now all squidged into a very tiny modern mid terrace (though still close to our land) and the move and the myriad challenges attached have held us up enormously this season. There does always seem to be some good reason, doesn't there?