In the zone........

 

And here we are,

himself and myself,

zoned out, playing a set of jigs and reels at a friend's open mike evening.

 

 

We were in a French bar somewhere south of us, about 40 minutes drive away.

It was a fun evening.

 

The sheep have had fun today as well.....

they have been in the chicken run, (no chickens yet though)

 

... in the veg plots....

 

.. in the pig paddocks, (no pigs at the moment but hopefully sometime this year)

 

.... with an occasional stop for a drink of milk...

 



 

So what we have done is put a temporary fence across the side drive so that the sheep can graze the paths and everywhere else they can get to. Seemed a better idea to make use of the grass rather than mowing it and leaving the cuttings on the ground to rot. However, we thought that they would take at least two or three weeks to get the grass mown, but it looks not to be so because today they just did not stop eating. At this rate they will have the grass cut by the end of the week. They will also make themselves sick by overeating, so tomorrow they will have to stay in their paddock and have hay.

They will complain all day about this injustice.

 

But then the cows were complaining today about the injustice of having stay indoors after a day out in the front garden yesterday.

 

 

They had to be supervised though as they had several naughty moments.

 

So everyone has had a taste of the new spring grass which is starting to grow, which means that there will be grumbles galore when they have to stay in. We try to tell them to be patient, that the grass has to grow before they can eat it, but they don't listen.

 

And now I have a grumble.

Stink bugs.

I have nothing against the creatures, in fact they are quite funny to watch.

What I don't like is that they to like to land on me when I am working on my computer, and sometimes even on me. And they do not land elegantly like a fly would, but sort of crash down in a 'here I am' manner, which is startling enough, but even more startling when they land on me.

I must admit to not liking that, especially after one dropped down into my roll necked jumper, decided that it did not like being there, and then decided to squirt.

Now the smell is not that bad...whether that is because they are still in partial hibernation mode so are not at full aromatic force, or whether that is their natural squirting smell,.....however, I find it offensive because I don't want things landing on me, and then getting cross because they have got themselves into a predicament which is not my fault.

Plus I get edgy waiting for the evening visits...... at least one a night, if not two.

 

Lester would swot them with the fly swot, but I don't want squashed bodies everywhere, after all they are not small things and they would leave a mess, plus they might have a squirt just before they became deceased, which would then start making me sneeze.

So, I collect the evening's visitors in a jar, screw the lid down, and then down the loo they go.

They do not bite, and do not breed indoors.

All they are doing is waiting for the spring to arrive so they can go outside to eat the plants and breed.

I just wish they would not keep coming in my direction!

 

On the subject of veg growing..... I have just finished my seed list, and have placed an order of 300 plant pots. Nothing planted yet. Raised beds still not finished. Not to worry, we shall soon be in the full force of the growing season, so are just enjoying the feeling of still being in the slow time.

 

Going to go away from my computer now as do not feel up to being bombed by another stink bug,

so, bye for now,

Vx