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October 2017

the good, the bad and the coffee.

Lets start with the bad.  Whilst out in the little woods we own I was busy pulling down lots of dead branches making sure nothing would fall on the goats, who move in there tomorrow. You'd be amazed how many dead branches just hang on trees, not quite on, not falling down either. can't have a large branch falling on a fluffy goat right? Three quarters of the way into the woods a branch not only fell down when I pulled, but smacked me right in the eyeball too. Tree karma I think. Luckily I can now see, and luckily the girls and a really unhelpful dog were there to lead me, and my one good eye, back home! 

The good has been plentiful today, eye incident aside.  The newly fenced goat area is almost done, and the newly fenced back garden is done. Tis means the goats - and the chickens- have  safe areas to roam this winter. Might think its a bit odd to get excited about fencing butI suppose its more the coming together of plans really that makes my day. All this lovely safe space for my herd. 

It was a good day for getting things done too, the computer work literally halved today as I worked through a bundle of jobs. And the ginger pony and I rode much further than before and explored a new route in glorious and unseasonably warm blue sky weather. 
The girls and I watched both the Addams family movies tonight;  good to chuckle and all have the same sense of humour... 

Tiny bit more bad; Wasted a while online trying to order fun slogan t-shirts from an American company who promised me free shipping to the uk.  Ages choosing for a gift and looking through the whole site to find out it takes 20-30 days to arrive. What?? This why Amazon Prime and I are friends. 24 hours and its here. I think its quicker to design my own....

And the coffee? Well a new bean to cup monster machine arrived in our house this week. House smells good and the coffee is lovely. win win... 

We have the maddest, busiest week ahead, but thankfully its half term to, so at least school runs are out  and the girls can help with everything ;) woohoo!

Life's good here at the barn. :) 

Five on Friday, but on Monday

1)Having been battered by storm Ophelia gales a week or so ago, and then absolutely soaked by Storm Brian this Saturday I'm ready for some cold but dry weather please. I like cold weather, knowing its killing viruses and flies and hideous biting insects.  I'm kind like that.  Apparently any day now we could have snow sprinkled on the top of the mountains around us. Brace yourself for a billion look at the white mountains pictures then! 

2)I am an expert in online research. I work in social media don't forget ;) I never buy anything without a little research, I never hire anyone without research either. And I will research everything my other half wants, or who he hires too. People are blunt and honest on social media and it makes for eye opening reading.  I say it time and time again - place yourself on social media by all means, but only the good stuff, or the politically correct stuff - if you wouldn't want your granny reading it - don't write it. And when it comes to items - go ahead dan leave a review. good bad or somewhere in-between, you are saving people making a costly mistake or promoting a lovely little business/item that needs all the support it can get.  Currently ask me what you like about water troughs/coffee machines/mountain boots/hall stands/plumbers in our area.... !

3) Hawthorn is an utter utter bast**d. And blackthorn come to that. It not only has barbed thorns, but it triggers histamines when it punctures you, causing swelling, redness, soreness and unbelievable pain from such tiny thing. I have a deep puncture in my finger right now from this morning  and suspect it will be completely seized up by tomorrow. lovely. I really hope the goats appreciated the branches I picked for them......!! and how the hell do they, with their soft soft mouths eat that stuff??? 

4) five on Friday is today on Monday because this is the calm before the storm... not a storm storm but a mad {omg mad}  busy period of over a week. Of new arrivals, heaps of season farm work, visitors - plural groups of - and deadlines of work. You're right I could just schedule this for Friday but I feel I may have died of hawthorn wounds by then it will be out of date by then!! 

5) Today involves paint, but thankfully not wall paint - all decorating enthusiasms has dried up for a month or so yet!! - and paint makes me happy. It also involves digital designing which makes me super happy and, of course, a good dose of animals and fresh air as always. No more hawthorn tho if possible... 


iPhone picture of 3/4 of my people herd because they make me so happy...





under the waterfall...


We are lucky enough to be surrounded by countryside smattered with  beautiful waterfalls, including this one which you can walk behind. If you so wish! Some of my herd did, and got exceptionally wet in the process!  Love waterfalls, from the mighty roaring types to the trickling down the hillside types. Impossible to walk by without taking a picture! 

Tis the season...

No, this is not a post about Christmas. Whilst that might be your busy season, here at the barn this is the busy season. We switch from summer to winter. From summer grazing, summer feeding to the winter versions. Theres new fencing to sort, new morning and evening routines, absolutely no light in the mornings, the realisation you need a coat and a hat now at 6am, with gloves in your pocket  Its time to worm the animals, harrow the poor old summer grazing, clip the ponies, add fluffy bedding to the chicken house, feed serious amounts of hay, and do something about all the bloody leaves.  Every day there are new bits of branches to pick up, plus now the thick prickly hedges are mostly leaf free they need checking and re-enforcing against small ninja escape artists the goats. The sunrise isn't really a 'rise' anymore its sort of dark grey to light grey thing. Sunsets can be pretty though. If the fog hasn't turned up. 

Now is the time to do it of course, before we reach the heavy frost and frozen ground part, where you have to break the ice on troughs, slide through a foot of mud at every gate and wonder why your hobby isn't something indoors.  

There are never enough torches, ready filled haynets, matching gloves or hours of daylight. 



Still wouldn't swap it for the world. 




unedited sunset from the iPhone. *swoon*

welsh ponies

Wild welsh ponies are very different from the 'wild' {not remotely wild, owned and cared for} new forest ponies back in Hampshire. For a start these are often actually wild... unhandled, utterly wary of people and not remotely likely to pinch your picnic like the New forest pony.
 Rather beautiful, short, and with the trademark dished faces and big, big eyes, they are one of the oldest British breeds. I come across these ponies occasionally when out hiking across the uplands and moors. They really do hide, and appear randomly, only to be gone again moments later. 




These three hung around and watched me go by, not at all impressed by my offers to come and live with me cheery hellos and friendly comments, they eyed me suspiciously all the way. I turned back to check just as I got out of their sight, and yep; they were still watching me go.