Both Chris and I are coming down with colds.
Being tuned into possible fox activity last night didn't help, as I didn't have much sleep, so today I feel muzzy, slightly unwell and tired. My bee stung left arm is still aching somewhat too! if I was a hypochondriac I think I should be worrying about my cardiac status! But gladly I am not!
However,the weather has been nice,so this morning I have harvested sweetcorn for freezing, delivered some spare cobs to a neighbour, walked the dogs around the Marian, picked several bucketfuls of apples from the orchard behind our cottage for the pigs and made a chicken curry for dinner.
Like everything that is bathed in sunshine, the village and life in general looks better than it normally does. It has been a funny old week to be honest; the family is still worried about my brother's health and supportive phonecalls and texts seem to be flitting back and forth like the sparrows in the field hedgerows . During all this "drama" I even had time to initiate a slight falling out with a friend who I thought wasn't supporting me as well as he could have done.
On reflection ( and with the balanced intervention of another good friend -thanks Nige) my feelings of hurt were justified but were put into a pragmatic perspective and if we all could have had a group hug we would have done......thank god for phones and email.......and good friends..... I am lucky to have access to all three!
William
aww this work of living never stops, protect the food, harvest the food, protect the heart, harvest the blessings - first year i did corn to save for winter feed for the chickens, at peak of perfection, amidst summer chaos canning, i shucked enough corn to cover 2 steel bed frames i thought would be perfect for drying - hauled it all to the barn, carefully spread out so all could dry - the next morning went out to feed and saw, wait for it, yes all the corn was stolen by squirrels or raccoons during the night - we lost a chicken to a weasel last night, was up most of the night on high alert too, looks like lives well lived loo similar - thoughts for you and yours, peace for all
ReplyDeleteWhen did you turn into Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?
ReplyDeletebel-ami....
ReplyDeleteThere has always been a bit of Becky in me!!!!
Just like there has always been a bit of Phyllis Dietrichson in you
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