Where there’s a will there’s a way!

My plan (although J told me it wouldn’t work) was to separate Father Tufty from the old ewes by building a strong, high fence. I wanted the girls to stop having lambs and enjoy a quiet retirement

Tufty had finished his work with the ewes on his side of the fence and…
Broke through – not once but twice
It seems that the male drive to procreate is alive and well with Tufty
He’s no youngster himself!

Gone to seed

The runner beans are too big and stringy to eat now
Yesterday I picked the biggest ones
Inside are pretty pink beans
They are drying on a tray in the airing cupboard

I’ll store them and soak them before sowing next year