Farm Tales | The Story of Shadow

A few years ago, while on cria-watch, my daughter spotted movement in the shadow of the hawthorn hedge than ran the length of the field. She raced over to find a newly born cria, just […]

A Love Letter | Of Sorts

Nothing feels quite the same without you. The easy carefree days have halted and daily grind and drudgery has taken its place. Your ability to wash away the stains of the day, to return things […]

Farm Tales | Billy and Betty the Pygmy Goats

It’s hard to imagine now, but when we moved here first we hadn’t any plans to be farmers. We wanted to live in the countryside and have a dog perhaps and there may have been […]

Returning.

Walking into the house it feels exactly as it had done every other time I’d entered. There were people milling about, in a house that was always busy, and it was all so familiar. But […]