Blink and you’ll miss them… That’s certainly how the last two weeks of November and first two of December have felt here at the Sparrowholding. So here’s a quick compilation of photos of the local flora and fauna (including HunterGatherer!) taken over the past four weeks…
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| We love this pretty pink shrub that flowers all winter in the garden, though sadly we haven’t a clue what it’s called. |
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| Loch Leven (seen in the background of the photo above is just over a mile and a half from our house). Stunning…. |
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| This strawberry was growing in the polytunnel in the third week of November – not a bad effort 🙂 |
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| Same goes for this tomato – we harvested the last of them in the third week of November, too. The chutney is busy “ripening” in the jars as I type! |
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| Yikes! After yielding asparagus, carrots, parsnips, potatoes grapes, herbs, strawberries, tomatoes, courgettes, spinach and runner beans, the polytunnel looks exhausted! HunterGatherer has some digging to do, methinks… |
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| Mid-November was “tupping time” – Mungo the Magnificent Shetland ram was looking his best for the occasion. |
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| Initially most of the girls seemed quite interested… |
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| But not everyone was that keen! HunterGatherer’s rugby skills proved advantageous! |
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| Meanwhile, the postie arrived to find the track blocked by our rudimentary sheep gates… |
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| Eventually everyone was where they should be, and Mungo wasted no time in snatching a quick kiss! |
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| Couldn’t resist photographing this year’s wool – the colours never cease to amaze me. So varied 🙂 |
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| Someone was NOT amused at all the attention being paid to the sheep. |
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| There’s always something needing done outside on the Sparrowholding. Our wood-burning stove is a hungry beastie, so HG has been wielding his axe. |
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| And the result of his hard labour means that we’ll stay warm, come sleet, frost or snow. |
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| Heavy rain, followed by frost, left a huge skating rink in the pony’s paddock. |
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| The colder weather means that mice gravitate towards the house, so FatCat is kept busy. Only I can’t bear to let him kill the poor wee souls, so I set them free whenever I can! (Supergran tells me that this slightly defeats the purpose…) |
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| The Sparrowholding by night during the festive period. The sheep are slightly bemused. But then that doesn’t take much 😉 |
