Courtesy of a large ash tree that must have fallen several years ago, we are likely to be self sufficient for heating wood this winter.
I’ve fitted a new chain to the chain-saw and dug out the splitting axe and sledge hammer. Lots of physical work, reminding me of the old saying
Firewood warms you twice; once when you cut it and once when you burn it.
This is the first load, with many more to come
Yesterday, as dusky chicken bed-time approached, we realised that only four chickens had gathered for the usual final snack. Naughty Chicken (long my favourite) was not there.
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OK…it’s time for a blog about something other than pigs.
Or puppies.
But what?
I often think we should have more stuff on here about our llamas, what with the site being called llamadharma.com an’ all. But the fact of the matter is, that out of all the animals with whom we share our busy food-providing, poo-collecting lives, the llamas are by far the easiest (and therefore the least note-worthy) of the bunch. Continue reading
and the animals went in two by . . . hang on . . .
I couldn’t find any gopher wood, so I used tongue and groove board instead. And although pig houses are called arks, I can’t see this one floating very well. Let’s hope Yoda likes it anyway.
Fogarty!
From this day forward our little boar will be known as Hog Fogarty (or Foggy for short), in honour of the most successful World Superbike racer of all time, renowned for his high corner speed riding style, aggressive competitiveness, and loud squealing when he didn’t get what he wanted. Just like our own speedy, pushy, complaining little piggy.
Our little boar is in desperate need of a moniker.
To date, we have magnificently managed to name two new llamas, seven chickens, nine cats and two puppies. But we are struggling with a suitable label for He who is currently known as Little Pig. Continue reading
