Things are hotting up here
We did move to live at an altitude of 900 feet to avoid temperatures above 20 degrees, which are a bit inhibiting, so today was perfection.
The guest room is filling up
as is the front of house
facilities are in use
Some guests come bringing the Favorite Flowers
Others come bringing gifts of roadkill
Unusual to see a buzzard in this state, looked like a young one so perhaps lacking Green Cross Code training. We retain certain parts and the remainder is offered on the Tower of Silence
However the Blackbirds are so spooked by this – distracted from their non-stop feeding trips to sound alarm calls from the tops – we remove it to the compost heap.
Among the guests an ecologist enthuses and advises on the woodland and meadow – and finds Field Mushrooms
The Guests take off to the hilltop for a bit of wild swimming in The Three Lakes
as the sheep return to the field for the Last Time.
On each occasion that shearing is available down the lane, the whole population of the field – shorn, unshorn, lambs – go down and then return with a few more ewes liberated into their summer coats. Now our field is done, we are told there are only 200 more to shear.
We have loads of lovely nettles
but a worrying absence of butterflies. Today a solitary Red Admiral reconnoiters but without a companion ovipositing is out of the question
Elsewhere on the plot today
Gribin Isaf 