well ok, none of us are ladies.. definitely not my son or himself!, but today, we had a day off, and went out for lunch, a big bowl of local mussels and chips. Put on clothes that were not stiff with mud and everything!
It was really nice, having a mooch about town, but have become aware of how many shops seem to be selling things nobody ever needs…
very nice to come home, get back into our muddy clothes, and do a little work. Had a chat with the sheep, and collected the eggs.
Egg collecting is a speedy affair at the mo, as we have a broody hen sitting on a clutch of eggs in one of the three laying boxes. It’s open the flap, grab the eggs in the other compartments, whilst she clucks disapprovingly at us, and shut the flap in quick time. I dunno if all this disturbance will bother her, but she has put up with it so far.
Himself dug the pea and bean bed, we planted a new rhubarb, sowed yet more carrots, spring onions and leeks.
We are only part time smallholding, have jobs and spend some of the other time out in ‘civilisation’.
We enjoy life more in the smallholding part of our lives..
I’ve managed to switch to about 90-95% crofting/smallholding and it’s a shock when the “real” world intrudes—usually either by taking a trip to the city or when we find ourselves having to deal with “consumers”. So I know exactly what you mean when you say you enjoy life more in the smallholding part!
Hi Stoney
yes, you are so much deeper in the smallholding world than us, must be much more of a difference.
as for the ‘real world’…beginning to think the smallholding bit is the real bit…
Be careful! Thinking that way is dangerous…