Lambs, Life, Death and the Purpose of Man

Lambs, Life, Death and the Purpose of Man

No sooner had I put off the vet, than the lambing started.  A singleton born the morning after the new moon, Monday 11th.  All went well.  Then there was a pause, no newcomers until the morning of the 15th when an exhausted ewe presented twins.  One was extremely...
This year’s first lamb

This year’s first lamb

The first lamb of 2013 – born with the new moon overnight Sunday 10th February The lake at danger levels after the winter...

Constraints on country shopping

The weather is decidedly beyond the pale as a subject for discussion, even so far so sunny this Monday.  Were it a child, one would confine it to the naughty step for days.  So that is enough of that for this week at least. Last Thursday evening I went down to Tocane...

Gods, vets and pregnant sheep

The weather gods are still fighting over La Chaise.  January has always had two faces.  The Blue Faced Hag has, possibly temporarily, given way to the various gods of winds and rain.  Temperatures in the last ten days went into double figures and, not liking the...

Gods and rural paranoia

The gods, the weather gods are angry with us! Never should I have mentioned the mildness of this year’s beginning.  The Blue-Faced Hag, ‘Cailleach Bheur’ the Celtic goddess of winter, woke up, dumped some 10 cm of snow on La Chaise, its fields and...