It was just as well that there were piglets and tree surgeons at the Farm today. There was little else in its favour. Wet, muddy, cold, miserable. And I’ve got a stinky cold and a leak in one of my boots. This has made me even wetter, muddier, colder and more miserable than usual. A gorgon. Unlike the little piggies, who are absolutely adorable, although still quite shy. I am looking forward to scratching their rusty backs and feeding them apples.
The tree surgeons amazed me with their aerobatics and for a while I forgot the constant mizzle/drizzle/rain whilst I studied their craft.
A bonus was the antics of Misty the lamb, who’s mum sadly rejected her. Watching her snuffling her breakfast, catkin tail wagging furiously, put a smile on my face. For a moment.
ps You will be pleased to know that Mrs Duck is sitting firm. This is even more incredible as not 3m away from her nest the builders have been jack hammering a trench, the debris lifted by a clunking digger and put into a rattling tractor for removal. Let’s hope it is worth all her trouble. And earache.