Fallen Divas

One half of our croft is brimming with flouncing lambs and proud, sometimes panicked mums, but the other looks something like a Hollywood care home for fallen Divas. At this time of year Shetland sheep teenagers (hoggs), start to lose their winter locks, often leaving them with just a boa style ruff around their fairly…

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SEO v Baking Bread

I remember in college, with dissertation looming large, the back of the oven and the sticky bit under the fridge became vital preoccupations. So did eating chocolate and smoking rollies. Today’s “dissertation” is Search Engine Optimisation, otherwise known as SEO. For those who have managed to avoid the dreary art of marketing online, it is…

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A Willow bower for the ladies

A mysterious lull in orders has given me the opportunity to revamp the ailing hen shelter with an extra course of living willow. This is all in a bid to lure them out of the vegetable garden where they have been strutting and fluffing and dusting to their hearts’ content, eating slug eggs and pecking…

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Sheep thoughts

An early start and a mucky, late evening gathering and preparing the hoggets for their final and only journey off the croft to the slaughterhouse on Mull. We can only hope that their year and three quarters of herb rich, mineral licking,  island roaming has been good for them and that their end will be…

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