Archive for December, 2009

Indigestion, anyone?!

So, what do you do with leftover ham and turkey?

There are many answers to that question, but if your name is Midge, you’re a Jack Russell Terrier and you’re a greedy little so-and-so, the real answer is to steal and scoff the lot.

Midge feeling extremely sorry for herself - Boxing Day 2009

Midge feeling extremely sorry for herself - Boxing Day 2009

I am sure she feels a million times more miserable than she looks.

Well, I hope she does, anyway…

Nadolig Llawen…

…and all that jazz

Snipe - 21 December 2009

Snipe - 21 December 2009

I hope you and yours have a lovely day.

Snow views

I know you should have the sun behind you when you take photos, but there are times when it’s the sun you want to photograph…

The sun over a snowy field - 22 December 2009

The sun over a snowy field - 22 December 2009

Cold, but bloody gorgeous.

Fergie in the snow!

Hmm, I don’t think Fergie’s particularly impressed with the change in weather…

Jo and Fergie - 21 December 2009

Jo and Fergie - 21 December 2009

Fussy pig, she won’t like it when the snow and ice turn back to rain and mud!

The end of the world as I know it…

Just a brief post to say that B and I parted company over the weekend. Yes, the timing sucks. No, I haven’t got a clue what comes next. As we slip from one decade to the next, I shall be single, homeless and jobless. Ok, so it’s not as dramatic as it sounds, but in the wee hours it sure feels like that! It’s an opportunity, or so I’m told, to do anything, to go anywhere. Here’s hoping, right?!

Thankfully I am surrounded by wonderful friends to whom I owe bucketfuls of thanks.

Here’s the most recent photo of the piglets, to end on a good note:

Pinky, Curly and the piglets - 13 December 2009

Pinky, Curly and the piglets - 13 December 2009

Remember when …

… the sun was shining and the grass was green?

No, me neither.

Unbelievably, this was taken just three weeks ago:

The five adults and Snipe - 27 November 2009

The five adults and Snipe - 27 November 2009

All that green is now a sea of mud into which the pigs sink. On a dryish day it tickles their knees. When it’s raining, it laps at their bellies.

Apparently, we’re having a dry spell for the weekend. Here’s hoping…

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