“Where are all my lovely ladies…?”
… is what Limpy, our cockerel is (probably) saying to himself at the moment. Both the ladies have gone broody – in separate barns, leaving him on his own with no one to hang out with. Silkies are mega-brooders, so…
… is what Limpy, our cockerel is (probably) saying to himself at the moment. Both the ladies have gone broody – in separate barns, leaving him on his own with no one to hang out with. Silkies are mega-brooders, so…
I’ve spent the last day or so staring at the inside of a human body – although happily not a real one, a 3d model of a skeleton. Yuck. Over the last two and a bit years I’ve been learning…
may_21, a photo by ian_pullen on Flickr.
We have to watch out at the moment for low-flying Alfie. He has broadened his spring boarding onto Ian’s lap to now include me. And all of a sudden a little three and a half legged, one eyed, Yorkshire Terrier…
It rained yesterday – proper RAIN. There had been a weather warning for storms, and when we went for a cycle ride in the morning (which we have just started to do again) we saw lightening bouncing around, so thought…
may_09, a photo by ian_pullen on Flickr. Obviously because of the great speed, you probably won’t notice anything but a slight blur in the middle of the shot. However, look a little more closely and you may just make out…
The big dogs get fed in the morning and evening, and the others get fed once a day. This has always been the case – however it doesn’t stop Bob from hoping…