Happy September
everyone.
It's been a funny old
week with warmish days, some very windy ones and a proper autumn feel to it
all. Ebba the dog has been reveling in the feeling of something new to come and
has found her voice, to celebrate it all. Ebba now talks loudly about things
and she sounds like a big dog imitating a puppy. It must have to do with the
fact that she's in season, but the voice seems to be a new, braver Ebba thing
too.
Yesterday a dear
friend came to visit and was greeted by Ebba who tried to climb up in her lap,
while telling all about her day. It was a both comical and moving moment and in
the end, we just had to go out into the paddock to play with our sweet dog. She
is a lot of things but a lap dog she is not.
We are looking in to
getting a friend for Ebba. A smaller dog to give her that last bit of
confidence she is so clearly lacking. There is room at the inn, so to speak,
and maybe she is a dog that would thrive with some canine company. We will have
to work on that one.
Mindy, Mandy, Molly
and My are looking perky and happy. Cooler air and berries in abundance makes
for very happy sheep. They are also looking forward to the time when they get
to stay indoors, snuggling up with their hens for company and lots of food to eat.
They are a funny team of animals who love staying in their pen. It must be that
feeling of safety and no stress that appeals to them. The young cockerels and
the chicks still ride around on their woolly backs so it can't be the company
of hen birds that they are missing out on, being outside all day.
The first flocks of
migrating gees flew over us this morning. Their calls being answered by our
cockerels made for a very nostalgic moment. It all starts again, that feeling
of something ending. Nature winding down, the migrating birds starting their
long flight towards warmer climates and us staying put. The cure for this
gloomy feeling is to hug a sheep, drink a lot of coffee and clean up after a
messy bunch of happy hens. Then call for Ebba and head out for a nice, long
walk in the woods with dear husband. If all else fails - chocolates.
It's been a pleasure
to write to you all about our funny, little life out here in the middle of
nowhere. Two years on it feels it's time to call it a day. We are hopefully not
going anywhere soon, especially as Ebba is not done yet with digging her way
down to the middle of the earth. If you have a sweet looking dog popping up in
your flowerbed one day, check that it's not our digger on four paws. You never
know, as magical things do happen, but if it is her, do send her back as we do
love her so.
Take care, be safe
and above all - try to be happy as often as you can. We will do our best at
this end....
Lots of love from all
of us at Stoneback farm.