November 27th, and today was more or less the first time this season that it felt as if weather was starting to constrain activity.
Wind chill, or in modern parlance “feels like” temperature is what matters, together with how much water is falling out of the sky and, more importantly, what it does to the clay beneath one’s feet.
So, we are reminded of the plan that is designed to stop us fossilising.
The recent tweak was to invite in Jessie
Who has spent all evening collapsed on her chair – but only because we have been out and about all day.
By deliberately making ourselves responsible for land and livestock we have to continue with the essentials of life:
Pigs need bedding
and their drainage requires maintenance
If the meadow is going to thrive in the Spring it needs to be cleared before the year end
daily sessions are the way to get there
The hens may be looking cocky
but we know they know they don’t really like the bitter blasts, so we must prepare
Other glimpses from today: