Emergency rations

 

It looks cold, and it was cold.

 

....which is why Lester was having a bowl of porridge.

 



 

Now you might think it strange that he was standing out in the cold eating porridge,

and I would also think that if I were not his wife,

because I had taken the porridge to him,

so that the chill would keep out of his insides.

 

 

.......So what he was doing was keeping an eye on these:

 

 

..... our flock of sheep, who had been let out for an hour of grazing

on the back field, around where the veg plots are.

They can't stay there all day because they would eventually take themselves out on the lane.

They do like to roam.

But they do need some green grass to supplement the hay they are now on,

so this is the first day of the 'hour a day of back field grazing'.

 

This morning we had to bypass breakfast because unfortunately we were running late.

My fault.

I had gone back to bed instead of staying up,

which meant that 'tea and porridge' had not been handed out to Lester

before he went milking, and then on to his morning chores.

 

What to do to squash my guilt about going back to bed.....

aha.....I know, ..... take him out a bowl of porridge!

 

 

.... by which time the sheep had grazed their fill, and were headed back to Lester.

 

Job done.

Back to the main field they went,

and Lester came indoors to defrost.

 

A couple of hours later we were in bed for an afternoon snooze,

with the electric blanket on of course!

We can do that because we are hibernation mode!

Well it is winter,

and we are still getting over the flu.
(PS. How long can I use 'getting over the flu' as an excuse to be slothful?)

 

So, taking the opportunity of wishing you a happy and successful 2017,

bye for now,

 

Vx