Well - it certainly makes interesting reading looking back in our diary to this time last year. We well remember Mum shuffling about and trying to make mud (can you believe it!) for the swallows at the end of April, because it was so dry. Our swallows arrived yesterday and looked a little jaded and disappointed at the lack of warmth. But plenty of mud! The rain has been incessant for the last couple of weeks and we are getting thoroughly fed up with it to be honest. We are tiptoeing across the yard to try and minimise the amount of sog on our toes and some of our poor friends in muddier places can frequently be seen sneaking off to the local hostelry for comfort. Lois still enjoys a couple of slices of hay, not so much to eat, as to sit on and have a warm dry bed. The oak trees have only just forced their leaves out of the buds and the ash - well, it just doesn't want to open its buds at all. It is not even trying! How different to last year.
Wattlebury hanger however has provided great amusement for Mum. She can frequently be seen playing Pooh Sticks with Harvey as the stream gathers momentum and heads towards the lake at a fair old rate. Sometimes we hear distant whoops of delight, occasionally the opposite as her boot takes a slithery scoot down the bank.
Harvey enjoys tracking the deer along the old tractor lines in the Big Field. And Honey insists on being carried nearly everywhere.
We do have some babies though. The nursery is getting noisier as they play boisterously with each other. A few little Gold relatives of mine, and one or two babies of Sylvias. And some baby Rosecombs - they look a bit bossy already!Gordon xxx
We do have some babies though. The nursery is getting noisier as they play boisterously with each other. A few little Gold relatives of mine, and one or two babies of Sylvias. And some baby Rosecombs - they look a bit bossy already!Gordon xxx