Actually not too much is happening. The trees seem to be shutting down for the winter:
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| A Plum Tree in Autumn |
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| An Apple Tree in Autumn |
The main part of the years work is done, and we are trying to open up another part of the bramble-infested field so that we can put grass seed down in the Spring.
Most of the work is being done by the sheep, who have realised that they can't be too picky now that very little is growing. They have even, glory be!, been eating nettles, which would explain how proper farmers keep them down. Here's the evidence.
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| Custard going at the nettles! |
They have begin to get distinctly woollier, which we hope will keep them safe through the next few months. Since the breed originally comes from the Outer Hebrides, we assume they can cope with the worst that Gloucestershire can throw at them. But they are also getting regular hay and, of course, ewe nuts.
Here's the whole flock, having rushed up expectantly on the basis that humans means food.
They have a tendency to start up a baa-ing session the minute we walk out of the door, which is either normal sheep behaviour or something they've been told to do by the cats, who are, of course, past masters at manipulating the ape-creatures.
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