Having sorted a babysitter for tomorrow for the Mini-Crofter, I will be heading to go collect Wilma, Julia and Marcia (complimentary jar of apple sauce to anyone who guesses the connection/reasoning in their names). These three fine pigs spent their life basking in the sun, wallowing in mud and rooting up grass (and rocks, andContinue reading “Swine and dine”
Monthly Archives: September 2018
The Drain Man
The Crofter has been busy. To improve the rough field he applied for a Crofting grant to put in field drains. After I had been on a land management course the potential of the ‘rough’ field has been envisioned and is a very current goal. Drainage was an issue so having sought advice, the grantContinue reading “The Drain Man”
Rolling Stones
Just because the pigs are gone doesn’t mean the work is done. In fact, it has now picked up (literally) in pace. The area given to the pigs was over grown with rushes and hard to access with machinery. When they were wee, the area was a smaller patch, as they dug it up, theContinue reading “Rolling Stones”
Final Countdown
So long Wilma, Julia, and Marcia. You guys did an excellent job digging up a rush infested, hard to get to with the tractor area. You have enjoyed munching the grass, the rooting, the stone turning, the sun lounging, and now my girls, you are off to your forever home. Which means, we’ll soon beContinue reading “Final Countdown”
One man went to mow.
A long, long, time ago (aka June), the process of cutting grass for hay was started. It was a very hot time, great for making hay, not great when you are suffering the consequences of having a Micro-Crofter on board while still having to watch the Mini-Crofter. Yes, there lies the major reason why noContinue reading “One man went to mow.”
Silence is golden.
Well, unless you are around children, then it’s usually suspicious. Or, if you read blogs, you wonder if the blogger is still there or have they packed it in and gone else where. Well, the croft has kept ticking since the last post. In fact, there are several things to cover, from making hay inContinue reading “Silence is golden.”