Now I love chickens as much as the next man. Not in a creepy way; I don’t have knitwear with pictures of chickens on them or even any amusing chicken ornaments. But as you know, I’ve put a lot of effort into building the Celestial Coop and optional run, so much so that it’s starting to resemble Gormenghast. That’s ok because the Ladies Who Lay have been delivering the goods. Unfortunately and with great sadness, I have to say that…
I’m half way through a blog post but to be honest, I’ve just been too tired and busy to complete it. So instead, here’s some rather nice pictures of the land wreathed in mist that I took on my iPhone when I was there tonight putting the Ladies Who Lay to bed. Enjoy the peace.
We now have a second floor, rooms are taking shape, our home is emerging. Every day a little more, every week a little closer. Soon.
Peace and quiet are hard to come by at the moment. Life is busy, filled with activity and bustle as we move between feeding chickens, play dates, homeschool, chores and whatever else gets thrown up in the course of a day. Plus living in a rental house on a bus route and flight path does not lend itself to contemplative solitude. Being woken up by the sound of an interlock driveway being carved up is not my idea of…
I can go no further without mentioning a very happy moment in my life. You may not realise it but October (and my birthday) has already rolled around and Christmas was over a week ago. Surprised by this news? Well maybe it was only in our house which would explain this: I forgive you for being overcome but I caution you that licking the screen could generate some unpleasant static sensations. Instead simply sit back and enjoy the loveliness…
This week we celebrated our big boy’s 6th birthday. The day itself hit a temperature high of 47C (about 120F) so we escaped with friends to an air conditioned bowling alley during the day. During the evening we consoled ourselves with movies and ice lollies, all appropriate for a birthday. But The Big Day was really Saturday, the day of Huwyl’s party. For a simple affair it seemed to take an enormous amount of work! Stephen managed to build a…
It’s been an odd kind of day. My eldest son turns 6 this week and we’re planning him a birthday party on the land. But since we don’t really have a house yet, Emma had the imaginative idea to make it an adventure party. After all, what good is 100 acres if you can’t use it to occupy twenty kids under six? The big “bottom field” on the land has been used for hay in the past and is really…
First of all thank you to everyone who left a kind comment yesterday, each one was read and brought comfort and a little smile. And to avoid the dwelling or slipping into maudlin mode let’s celebrate the little joys of life shall we? There’s been some fun painting going on around here recently, all ideas nicked from The Artful Parent. First off salt line painting, very cute and effective. As you can imagine Neirin kind of went his own way….
Three years ago today my Mama slipped from this life to the next. It is incomprehensible to me, in my mind she could walk in to the room today and all would be normal. Her laugh, the sound of her voice, her smell, are all as fresh to me as they were three years ago. She is all around me yet I can’t quite pull her into this world again. The song I’ve chosen represents my feelings about how brave…
No sooner had I reported on my sewing progress than my sewing machine died. A lot. The scene went like this: Me: My denim diaper bag really needs to be fixed, I’ll quickly do that before I make Neirin’s shorts. SewingMachine: Hmmmmm, not so sure Me: You can do it sewing machine, it is only two layers of denim and I am using the appropriate needle so all should be well. SewingMachine: Seriously don’t think this is happening do you?…