Winter seems to have returned today and we are all grumbling. It was 12°C with a mean F7 westerly so about 8°C. Brrrr.
I spent my morning productively taking the internet to bits. Our whole network had ground to a halt so I repositioned the router upstairs (for better signal), reset all the extenders and re-attached them to the network. So far, I have tripled the signal strength around the house, and am praying it stays like this. Our internet signal is my bête noire and in Shetland, without fibre, 22 Mbps is jolly well racing along.
In need of a break from argumentative, yet invisible, technology, I took to my shed after lunch to admire my one sweet pea flower that I have successfully grown from last year’s seeds.
I made another sheep – the white one on the right – to add to my latest bag of stock.
And then it was the turn of the real sheep. They had spent their day in a field with deep thick grass – everyone’s winter grazing for when it snows.
The grass has really taken off this year.
I could barely find Lambie.
Rattling a packet of ginger biccies, they all agreed to come inside which means all my outside animal chores are done for the day and I need not go outside again.
Even Lambie cooperated.
This is always the tense bit as I can’t double back to close the field gate and the ponies are just around the corner eating their haynets. They could so easily run into the field.
Once through the main gate, I ran back to shut the field gate so the ponies couldn’t go in.
And then there was my follower. Today it was Barrel doing his best for an extra biscuit but the packet was finished so I had nothing to give him. Sorry Barrel.
