A pea soup kind of summer morning
with sheep sheepishly wandering back and forth
in the holding paddock between the houses,
after having fly-strike attended to.
We have been beset with a new kind of maggot that is hairy
and breeds both in wet wool as well as under the skin.
Very nasty!
Meanwhile, the goose who sat on her infertile eggs and
had a couple of blue bantam eggs added to the mix, has
brought forth two dear little chicks.
Unfortunately, a goose being a goose, gave them their first
swimming lesson in the lily pond, from which two wet
and distressed shipwrecked chicks on a rock were rescued
by passing younger granddaughter.
Guess who looks after them now? Yup, they share by bed with
the electric blanket on 1 on their side, snug and warm in their
ice-cream container, tucked up in their fluffy blanked I hastily
knitted for them last night.
They feasted on boiled egg
and promptly went to sleep.
I do hope they are a pigeon pair so I get a rooster for my
three hens and a chicken that lays blue eggs.
Isn't it lovely to be forever living in hope?
