Beautiful, colourful cookery

The water from the cooking pot sat in the sink in all is deep pink glory. I didn’t want to lift the plug and watch it disappear so I took a photograph first.

The blueberry that G and R brought with them yesterday is now in a pot in the courtyard.

Uncovering a nest, by accident

This morning Chris moved some wood and hedge trimmings from the perimeter of the field. Underneath the pile he found a nest with about 15 eggs. Probably pheasant eggs as they nest in hedges or under trees. Inhave covered up the nest as best I can and hope that Mrs Pheasant will return to sit when the time is right.

The lost sheep

The little lamb (on the right of the photograph)

was calling plaintively when I went out to feed the animals this morning. Her mum and twin sister were in the far field and couldn’t hear her calling so I chased her through the electric wiring and they were reunited.

Little ‘Un is still enjoying his bottles and I enjoy feeding (and kissing) him.