A Beautiful Morning.

7.45 a.m. 24th June
There's a mist still clinging to the curves of the valley, and the two Sparrow families from The Hole In The Wall Nest and the Garden Gate Nest are having yet another domestic row between themselves. Just as well we can't understand what they are squawking about. 

Meanwhile, the Martin family have started their daily build (blimey, builders all over the place! click here for The Build ) The martins are building a brand new nest under the eaves of the flat roof of the existing extension. I just hope OUR build doesn't disturb them too much. 

Down in the hen house a couple of the Girls are clucking away announcing
a) we have laid our eggs
b) come and let us out
c) worms, we're missing all the best worms!
d) we want to supervise the builders when they get here.

Over in the neighbour's field there seems to be some sort of discussion between the sheep. Sounds like one of the Kevin-aged lambs has had a bundle with another Asbo Woolly beause there's a lot of "It wasn't me it was him! going on with their mothers yelling "You've no right to be a parent - look what your Lamby Lout did to my son!"

Did someone tell me that the mornings in the Devon Countryside were peaceful?

In the garden everything has grown very rampant this year: 

(excuse the addition of the washing line and pegs!)

we even have building out here!
Ron's turning what was a coal shed  into a pond
the yellow flowers are Evening Primroses (I think!)
I really don't remember these lovely purple flowers
(anyone know what they are? Verbenas?)
 being quite so enormous last year!

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Making Hay 14th June 2014

We cut and brought in the hay fro Top Field...
Thank you to Robert & Andrew for cutting and baling it, and Matt for helping to bring it in (even though he was supposed to be on holiday!)
Oh and to Adam, Kathy, Ron & myself for working so hard!

cut, dried - are we ready to bale?
Yes!



The first load...








and the next

poor snake came a bit of a cropper
 - lost the end of his tail :-(
and another load

the last load... waiting to come in
all done!

485 bales of sweet-smelling hay all stacked and safely in

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