The Mist Rises, The Rain Falls

Today we are swathed in mists and dampness

In the distance the mournful bleating of ewes having lost their lambs. ┬áThe lambs don’t seem so upset as they munch through the grass in the newly sown field

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What the ewes may not know is that they are the old ones – first to lose their lambs as they are Off To Market.

A mainly indoors day – resulting in a Pig Pen Plan

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Last night, another kind of pig weighed in at 1300g

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And outside it drips

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Drips off the foxgloves

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and drips off the birds

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Hens stay mainly indoors

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and all else glistens

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