I’m loving autumn. And I always have. It’s still too dry to go in to winter with any feed for the sheep but the days have been cool and sunny and the nights cold enough to have the cosy wood fire on.We’ve been toasting marshmallows in the wood fire...
The chooks are moulting – apparently they think autumn has arrived. They’re looking pretty scrappy at the moment, but Bob still thinks the hens are pretty hot anyway.
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