A spring lamb called ‘lucky’ and wild flower plucking
A spring lamb called ‘lucky’ and wild flower plucking
Hello, This morning I needed to make myself a fire to warm things up a tad and ignite the writer within! The weekend had left me with a touch of the ‘Monday-blues’. I had lots of fun over the weekend having had a friend to stay. I find a guest or two is great for jazzing up life. We had our breakfast al fresco style and it transported us into summers gone by. It was a weekend of munching good food, sipping good wine and the telling of good stories. [caption id="attachment_574" align="alignleft" width="300"] My fire for this morning's blog post writing![/caption] The dry weather and sunshine have given…
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A New Year
Hello, As we edge ever nearer to the 12th day of Christmas, I felt today was an apt moment to undress our guest the Christmas Tree. On the 10th of December I picked it myself down the avenue. I just about managed to saw it down, then assemble it in our home. In the past month the Christmas Tree has taken up a significant amount of space. There was nothing else for us to do but remould our lives around it. It has managed to mesmerise ‘Kitty’ the new addition to the farm, as she explored the lights, baubles and bells for the first time. The Tree also guarded the…
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Autumn at Butlerstown
Hello, Yesterday was a beautiful day and I felt my pictures would illustrate the Irish Autumnal scene for you all better than words this time. Hope you enjoy looking through them. Next week, find out how I dealt with two dead pheasants... Bye for now.
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A Marsh Harrier Scene
Hello, Today I share with you a fleeting moment that I was lucky enough to witness this morning! Whilst undertaking the mundane task of relieving the ‘slop’ bucket at the compost heap, I was promptly beckoned out of a daydream. I was on my way to wash the rather foul residue out from the bucket when a high-pitched holler awakened my ears, much like the sensitive ears of a Muntjac Deer. The call repeated in perfect tone, it’s power forced my limbs to stop and then turn towards the sound. Compared to the collective drone from the Rooks (who incidentally I am very fond of), this bird’s call was somewhat…
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Singing to the Cows
Good day to all! I have been in two minds about letting what I am about to tell you out of the bag! I expect the people who know me well will concur that it is rather an eccentric-Annieish thing to do… Since moving here, I have acquired many different ways of occupying myself and during that time I have learnt an awful lot of new attributes within myself I would have otherwise never discovered. Not all of them are good, but this one I enjoy, and it is an activity I have found has become a common part of my rural Irish existence. I often find myself up on…
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A spring lamb called ‘lucky’ and wild flower plucking
Hello, This morning I needed to make myself a fire to warm things up a tad and ignite the writer within! The weekend had left me with a touch of the ‘Monday-blues’. I had lots of fun over the weekend having had a friend to stay. I find a guest or two is great for jazzing up life. We had our breakfast al fresco style and it transported us into summers gone by. It was a weekend of munching good food, sipping good wine and the telling of good stories. [caption id="attachment_574" align="alignleft" width="300"] My fire for this morning's blog post writing![/caption] The dry weather and sunshine have given…
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A New Year
Hello, As we edge ever nearer to the 12th day of Christmas, I felt today was an apt moment to undress our guest the Christmas Tree. On the 10th of December I picked it myself down the avenue. I just about managed to saw it down, then assemble it in our home. In the past month the Christmas Tree has taken up a significant amount of space. There was nothing else for us to do but remould our lives around it. It has managed to mesmerise ‘Kitty’ the new addition to the farm, as she explored the lights, baubles and bells for the first time. The Tree also guarded the…
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Autumn at Butlerstown
Hello, Yesterday was a beautiful day and I felt my pictures would illustrate the Irish Autumnal scene for you all better than words this time. Hope you enjoy looking through them. Next week, find out how I dealt with two dead pheasants... Bye for now.
Read More
A Marsh Harrier Scene
Hello, Today I share with you a fleeting moment that I was lucky enough to witness this morning! Whilst undertaking the mundane task of relieving the ‘slop’ bucket at the compost heap, I was promptly beckoned out of a daydream. I was on my way to wash the rather foul residue out from the bucket when a high-pitched holler awakened my ears, much like the sensitive ears of a Muntjac Deer. The call repeated in perfect tone, it’s power forced my limbs to stop and then turn towards the sound. Compared to the collective drone from the Rooks (who incidentally I am very fond of), this bird’s call was somewhat…
Read More
Singing to the Cows
Good day to all! I have been in two minds about letting what I am about to tell you out of the bag! I expect the people who know me well will concur that it is rather an eccentric-Annieish thing to do… Since moving here, I have acquired many different ways of occupying myself and during that time I have learnt an awful lot of new attributes within myself I would have otherwise never discovered. Not all of them are good, but this one I enjoy, and it is an activity I have found has become a common part of my rural Irish existence. I often find myself up on…
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A spring lamb called ‘lucky’ and wild flower plucking
Hello, This morning I needed to make myself a fire to warm things up a tad and ignite the writer within! The weekend had left me with a touch of the ‘Monday-blues’. I had lots of fun over the weekend having had a friend to stay. I find a guest or two is great for jazzing up life. We had our breakfast al fresco style and it transported us into summers gone by. It was a weekend of munching good food, sipping good wine and the telling of good stories. [caption id="attachment_574" align="alignleft" width="300"] My fire for this morning's blog post writing![/caption] The dry weather and sunshine have given…
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A New Year
Hello, As we edge ever nearer to the 12th day of Christmas, I felt today was an apt moment to undress our guest the Christmas Tree. On the 10th of December I picked it myself down the avenue. I just about managed to saw it down, then assemble it in our home. In the past month the Christmas Tree has taken up a significant amount of space. There was nothing else for us to do but remould our lives around it. It has managed to mesmerise ‘Kitty’ the new addition to the farm, as she explored the lights, baubles and bells for the first time. The Tree also guarded the…
Read More
Autumn at Butlerstown
Hello, Yesterday was a beautiful day and I felt my pictures would illustrate the Irish Autumnal scene for you all better than words this time. Hope you enjoy looking through them. Next week, find out how I dealt with two dead pheasants... Bye for now.
Read More
A Marsh Harrier Scene
Hello, Today I share with you a fleeting moment that I was lucky enough to witness this morning! Whilst undertaking the mundane task of relieving the ‘slop’ bucket at the compost heap, I was promptly beckoned out of a daydream. I was on my way to wash the rather foul residue out from the bucket when a high-pitched holler awakened my ears, much like the sensitive ears of a Muntjac Deer. The call repeated in perfect tone, it’s power forced my limbs to stop and then turn towards the sound. Compared to the collective drone from the Rooks (who incidentally I am very fond of), this bird’s call was somewhat…
Read More
Singing to the Cows
Good day to all! I have been in two minds about letting what I am about to tell you out of the bag! I expect the people who know me well will concur that it is rather an eccentric-Annieish thing to do… Since moving here, I have acquired many different ways of occupying myself and during that time I have learnt an awful lot of new attributes within myself I would have otherwise never discovered. Not all of them are good, but this one I enjoy, and it is an activity I have found has become a common part of my rural Irish existence. I often find myself up on…
Read More
A spring lamb called ‘lucky’ and wild flower plucking
Hello, This morning I needed to make myself a fire to warm things up a tad and ignite the writer within! The weekend had left me with a touch of the ‘Monday-blues’. I had lots of fun over the weekend having had a friend to stay. I find a guest or two is great for jazzing up life. We had our breakfast al fresco style and it transported us into summers gone by. It was a weekend of munching good food, sipping good wine and the telling of good stories. [caption id="attachment_574" align="alignleft" width="300"] My fire for this morning's blog post writing![/caption] The dry weather and sunshine have given…
Read More
A New Year
Hello, As we edge ever nearer to the 12th day of Christmas, I felt today was an apt moment to undress our guest the Christmas Tree. On the 10th of December I picked it myself down the avenue. I just about managed to saw it down, then assemble it in our home. In the past month the Christmas Tree has taken up a significant amount of space. There was nothing else for us to do but remould our lives around it. It has managed to mesmerise ‘Kitty’ the new addition to the farm, as she explored the lights, baubles and bells for the first time. The Tree also guarded the…
Read More
Autumn at Butlerstown
Hello, Yesterday was a beautiful day and I felt my pictures would illustrate the Irish Autumnal scene for you all better than words this time. Hope you enjoy looking through them. Next week, find out how I dealt with two dead pheasants... Bye for now.
Read More
A Marsh Harrier Scene
Hello, Today I share with you a fleeting moment that I was lucky enough to witness this morning! Whilst undertaking the mundane task of relieving the ‘slop’ bucket at the compost heap, I was promptly beckoned out of a daydream. I was on my way to wash the rather foul residue out from the bucket when a high-pitched holler awakened my ears, much like the sensitive ears of a Muntjac Deer. The call repeated in perfect tone, it’s power forced my limbs to stop and then turn towards the sound. Compared to the collective drone from the Rooks (who incidentally I am very fond of), this bird’s call was somewhat…
Read More
Singing to the Cows
Good day to all! I have been in two minds about letting what I am about to tell you out of the bag! I expect the people who know me well will concur that it is rather an eccentric-Annieish thing to do… Since moving here, I have acquired many different ways of occupying myself and during that time I have learnt an awful lot of new attributes within myself I would have otherwise never discovered. Not all of them are good, but this one I enjoy, and it is an activity I have found has become a common part of my rural Irish existence. I often find myself up on…
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