To get straw. Across to Pen y Bont to get a bale (large obvs) for the Donks. We got 20 bales (small obvs) the week before Christmas, but the Donks have been less than enthusiastic for it. The answer seems to be get some more, different, and mix the two hoping to mask the bits they don’t like.
The drive across was not entirely enjoyable as, unusually, gritting hadn’t been carried out as it normally would, no doubt because the ice formed suddenly at about 07.30. There is also a steep and bendy road to the farm, but the Jeep handled it well.
It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel.…
Nothing beats an early morning stroll around the garden. https://youtube.com/shorts/jE2BieGdtv4?si=k9thYfmJsd2nue3e
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs…
A Sunday look at the (new) polytunnel. https://youtu.be/X6p4vtDWKS0?si=pYT71mJdimF9mMng
Arguably, the spelling could be correct as it was here last week, and it’s still…