No one can complain that we haven't had a summer. 

It's terribly hot and terribly windy.

Blah!

But the nights are warm and calm.

Just lovely when lying on the trampoline at two in the morning watching a star-filled sky.

We saw two shooting stars!

One each to wish on.

I forgot to make a wish, though.

:(

Then I was out early to feed the pigs before the sun peeked around the pine trees.

I love feeding the pigs. I love the noises they make when eating soft fruit. 

If the kids sounded like that, they'd get a good telling off. 

But as for the pigs...they make me smile.

:)   

photo challenge

~bokeh~

Happy 8th Birthday
Baby Boy

We love you.

XXXXX

:)

Today we weaned the lambs.

The ewes are in the front paddock next to the house.

Baaaa Baaaa

The lambs are in the back paddock far away.

baaa baaa baaa baaa

Oh dear!

Not much sleep tonight.

After a bit of a break, I've decided to get back into writing.

WooHoo

And to keep me in this writerly mood, we've set up a corner of our bedroom for my desk and other treasured bits and bobs.

This is the first time I've had a special place just for me.

I love it.

:)

Now all I gotta do...is write!

XX

bye, bye song thrushes

Yesterday I made the hard decision to release Flinch and Perch into the wild.

Their tails were long and they could feed themselves, plus collecting bugs for them was a sad, full-time job.

I didn't want to let them go at home because of all the cats, so we jumped in the car and drove around the shingle roads until we found a dense forest that was far from any farmhouse.

With cage in hand and kids in tow, we climbed over the wooden fence and crept into the forest. 

Exciting stuff? You bet!

For some reason my man didn't think so, but the kids did. Although, they had to be told several times to Shh!
Not good sneaks at all.

My man did point out that we could get shot for trespassing or mistaken for deer. But then I pointed out that with my colourful shirt and purple gumboots I resembled a peacock more than any deer!

Finally we found a tree I was happy with.

I held Flinch and Amber held Perch.
 After a kiss on a feathery cheek we set them free and together they flew up and landed on a high branch.

Tears trickled down my cheeks but I felt proud that I'd helped these two wee birds. 

I hope they have a good life.

Bye, bye song thrushes.

XX

wee thrush friends

I found them in the rickety shed hopping and fluttering over the hay.

They must have fallen from their nest. 

We're feeding them cat biscuits soaked in egg yolk with the occasional woodlouse and worm.

Once they've grown tail feathers and learnt to peck for food, we'll set them free.

The kids named them, Flinch and Perch.

But I call them Greedy and Guts.

My darling man calls them Dead and Buried!

BumblyBee

A fuzzy helper on the first day of summer.

a temperamental model!

November Photo Challenge

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A story by Matty

The skeleton was in the forest. 

He jumped on the flowers and pushed the trees and stomped on the bushes.

The flowers, trees and bushes broke.

He was a strong skeleton.

He ate an apple.

The apple rattled in his ribs and fell out.

He came to a road.

He walked along the road.

His bones clattered and a car bumped into him.

He survived and went home.

Our weekend visitor...

Cooper

 the miniature dachshund

:)