Off season

03 Oct
Off season

We’re closed to public during the week now. The still is so profound. The silence around me is broken only by the rustling of wind in the trees and the occasional krrrk of some bird hidden in the foliage. Even the chickens are quiet, except when I walk past, when they squalk indignantly that their daily bread and cake diet has come to an end.

Our new chick (seems there is to be only one) is thriving…


The pigs are bashing in the warm autumn sun. Now that’s the life!


Ken, gardener friend, found a newt among the plant pots. I took the little guy to the pond in the field usually reserved for sorting calves. We thought it was dead at first, but it slowly warmed up and was quite lively when I left it.


Lunch was a delicious bagel with smoked ham, roasted red pepper, chickenand some fancy cheese (I’ve forgotten what cheese it is), served with a rocket salad I’d just picked and freshly-picked apple.


Have you ever put your noise to a freshly-picked apple? Heavenly smell!


The working day ended with the loading up of three little boars into the horse box, then I took Meg for a walk up to the lake. Who can resist this face?



Posted by on October 3, 2012 in animals, dogs, harvest, life


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6 responses to “Off season

  1. missriete

    October 3, 2012 at 8:45 am

    Ah, what a life!!! Compare that to teaching eighteen rowdy almost-teens lessons they don’t want to learn. LOL!

    • tintalasia

      October 4, 2012 at 7:02 pm

      When you put it like that… absolutely! And yes, what a life :)

  2. Tatiana

    October 4, 2012 at 4:58 pm

    I’m so jealous! Everything there seems amazing, and you have a pet-someone-else’s-dog! Sounds like you’re getting a little bit of a long-deserved rest though, I’m glad! =)

    • tintalasia

      October 4, 2012 at 7:03 pm

      Um… rest? Just finished at 10pm… jam making for the market ;) But yes, it is restful somehow. It’s just a totally different life at a totally different pace. You’re welcome to join me! <3

  3. lekkerjeuk

    October 5, 2012 at 9:05 am

    Dit klink vreedsaam (en ‘n bietjie vreetsaam aan die bagel en appel) ten spyte van die feit dat jy hard werk.

    • tintalasia

      October 10, 2012 at 6:27 pm

      Ek werk hard, maar dis goeie werk :) En ek kan sing of sleg vluit as ek werk. Dit kan jy nie in ‘n kantoor doen nie!


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