Category Archives: Something different

Frozen Fingers

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Not great photos today. It was too bloomin’ cold and my fingers felt like they had frozen off.  I am currently sitting at my desk playing soothing music while I thaw out – my feet are on a hot water bottle and I have one on my lap.

Anyway, this morning produced a lovely surprise – everyone was together.  Even Madge is coming out of her shell, which is something I never thought I would see.

Gussie is rather taken with Maggie – he is ginormous now, possibly the biggest of all the sheep.  Quite the heffasheep.

Maggie spends a lot of her time in the hill field with Gussie and Dahlia which is fine – as long as they turn up for breakfast so I know they are alright and not lying somewhere upside down in the 30 acre field.

And Lambie remains, well just Lambie really.

We had a sprinkling of snow this morning with a few snow/hail showers all day.

In the afternoon I went into my shed to finish a sheep while watching a Hallmark Christmas film (my determination to find some Christmas spirit and inspiration).  Pepper was having a non-eating day and quickly learned that, if she made sick noises by the door, I would let her outside and then, free at last, she could run off hunting, probably looking for more carrion to eat.  Wee turd.  I am not pleased with her one bit.

Doing the afternoon chores afterwards (I now start at 3pm as it is dark by 4), I fed the ducks/hens, put them to bed and then poo-picked the Shetland ponies’ track.  Newt nearly had the wheelbarrow over (I would’ve happily throttled him if he’d succeeded) and I honestly think my fingers have never been so cold.  I am going to find my freezer-food gloves for tomorrow. I never want to feel like that again. I felt sick with the pain.  Once finished, I went to bed to huddle and warm up.  Monster came to annoy while Ted whined on about “what time is tea?”  Pepper sensibly stayed away.

Oh yes, Pepper said she could only eat cat food for tea. Give me strength.

Stanevatstoe Loch

Still Fighting with the Blog

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I am feeling a bit down today.  It is a mixture of things – the cold is in my bones, going through old photos has made me sad and I am still fighting with my blog settings (tag clouds etc). All just little stuff really in the grand scheme but still, they get to me.

But today I mastered the art of those social media follow me link things – I have no idea of the correct lingo, sorry but please see top right of page and there they are.  So, please follow me.

I also need more links on this blog so if you have a link, give me a shout (thordale144@gmail.com) and I will do my best, after a lot of effort, to add it.  Don’t feel bad about the strenuous effort it will take.  This is entirely due to my lack of ability to remember how to do any of this.  I have the brain of a hen.

Anyway, here are some photos that I can just about bear to put up from around 2020 and I will  go back to the nuts and bolts of this blog.

My darling BeAnne

Ominous weather looking over to Foula

View of Mum’s house in the Autumn

Lambie

Daisy hugging ‘Ster with a disgruntled/jealous BeAnne at her feet

“Corbie” (raven)

Icelandic horse foal – Hjalti

From left to right – Hjalti, Efstur, Taktur, Kappi, Klaengur and Dreki (I think but I could be wrong)

Her Maj looking perky

Over the Hills

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Today has been a day of yuck (rain with a cold north wind) so I have dug out my photos from a dog-walk we all went on a few days’ back when it wasn’t raining and the sun was trying to appear.

I originally thought it was just the dogs and myself but there was yowling and Monster appeared.  He is quite difficult to miss, while the dogs are exactly the same colour as their background.  I couldn’t be bothered to put on their hi-viz coats.

But I don’t mind Monster coming along too if he promises to keep up. I am not standing around waiting.

And he did, albeit he shouted his head off.

Quite the great white hunter!

We went a good way too – over to Clothie, my five acre croft that is a good walk across the open grazing that is the hill, and back home.

When I told OH about our morning walk, he said rather dismally “Monster never comes out with me!”  I looked smug.

 

To the Clickimin Craft Fair 2025

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My Saturday afternoon is usually spent playing flute duets with Mandy so we went to the Clickimin Craft Fair instead, which is another of our annual traditions. We both like a good craft fair, we do.

Although nicely busy, we wandered easily around looking at all stalls.  I did some Christmas shopping, took photographs, saw old friends and generally had a very good time. I had to keep reminding myself I was buying for friends and family and not myself.

I am a bit craft fair’ed out now, read exhausted, so I think I will just leave all these photos here and you can enjoy the craft fair too.

And what I take away from going today, apart from buying Lovely Things, is that the amount of creative talent in Shetland is absolutely outstanding. For such a small place, there is a wealth of innovation and artistry.

Buy local is my Christmas motto (and also I need a cup of tea, please!)

   

Out of Sorts

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I woke up late. I never wake up late.  But, apparently, my alarm didn’t make a sound (always set on phone and has been acting funny) but the radio came on (my belt and braces) and I didn’t hear that either.  Too fast asleep.

So I went out 45 minutes late to some very disgruntled animals who were near death due to a late breakfast.  Luckily they rallied and will live to see another day.

I know this because I went back later armed with a bucketful of tubes of wormer and wormed everyone  (and possibly myself, when biting off the tops of the tubes – that stuff tastes disgusting. I can vouch for that.)

I also took my very useful weights and measurements chart, though it was a rather out-of-date one despite having a newer one which I never looked for – odd.  I tell myself that as I always over-estimate wormer, so hopefully I will have given them enough. I was not at my best today, thinking-wise.

And the rest of my day has been spent making a hash of everything I went near.  There are some days I honestly wonder why I am on this planet.  It’s a complete mystery to me.  Maybe changing our broadband and the resulting rearrangement of everything has discombobulated me.  I feel very out of sorts today.