No news day

Not much has happened today- The Scotties have had their winter haircuts , and both are exhausted from the nervous energy spent with being forced into having a day with strangers.

Finally I have moved the remaining four turkey poults from the claustrophobic shed, into their own coop and run on the field. Two weeks shy of three months old, it is way overdue for them to be "outside", but I wanted to be careful as the little buggers are delicate and susceptible to illness and cold. I am still not sure what sexes I have yet, so I have not named them...with the disaster tha befell poor Wellington, I am loath to take the chance until they are a little more robust

Sandra, from the Flower Show committee has branched out from her single allotment in the centre of the village by buying some hens and two weaner piglets. Both pigs are quite delightful and have been placed on another allotment in order to clear the weeds. I couldn't get a good photo of them this afternoon as the light was fading, but you can make out William's head after he clambered up on the stone wall in order to watch them rooting through the brush