|Troughing but in a strange order.|
|Pride sniffs a slice of galia melon|
|Empress checks out the breakfast potential.|
|Kitchen progress. We pick out some floor tiles.|
|These chooks have taken themselves off to 'bed' on this|
perch 5 feet off the ground. The rabbit is on the bunny
'Maternity Unit' roof next to them.
At 'bed time' for chickens as it gets dark, the chooks all take themselves off to their coops and their perching ladders in the out buildings. The rabbits go with them and one even climbs up somehow onto the former rabbit Maternity Unit roof, 4-5 feet off the ground so that he can "perch" alongside the chooks. They get locked in safe from the fox and are always sat just inside the doors when I go to let the birds out in the morning. They chase out to be first at the chicken feed and then go back to being grass-eaters once they've had their fill of breakfast. See? Weirdoes (or should that be "Weirdos"; I guess as it's only a made-up word I can do which ever plural I like).
|Egg laid in the laundry pile.|
|That scary looking Spanish goat cheese in the previous post|
was nothing like as alarming inside and proved to be a lovely
strong flavoured crumbly-soft, pale cream coloured (slight pink
tinge) delight. "You know you've had cheese!" said our visitor
|The bugle from Charie Moss gets planted into the side of the|
driveway. Pick-axe gardening.
|Waiting for planting. Pick axe at the ready.|
|Gifts from "home" - Micro-brewery beers and some Deep-South |
Cajun flavourings from our old favourite world-deli and farm shop
'Macknades Fine Foods' plus some new Kent gin flavours for Lizzie
That gives me a chance to indulge here - Ireland is seeing a real flowering of the craft-beer, micro-brewery market and even the standard supermarkets like SuperValu stock a huge range with great long racks of display showing them all off. John and I headed for the SV in Balla-D and came out with 9 different beers to try (not all in one night!).
|In the interest of research, you understand.|