So we have reached our two year milestone of owning our first smallholding. What a jam-packed, learning curve, tearful, muddy, soul-affirming, incredible adventure it has been so far. I am far too emotional to write much today so I would like to leave you with some pictures of our wonderful adventure so far.
Oh June… you lovely warm month you. You reminder that our lives are ruled by seasons in the most wonderful way. Until it is time to shear the sheep…
As smallholders only having two sheep, we can’t really call someone in to shear the sheep. We also have no idea how to do it and do not have the equipment or the confidence to give it a go.
So, as with all good small local communities, our neighbours offered to have ours sheared at the same time as theirs, so we just needed to get our sheep across to them and it would all be done for us. Perfect!
Now I will just leave that simple thought with you. Get the sheep, to our neighbours.
Approximately three hours and buckets of sweat later, we arrived at our neighbours….
This time last year (as Facebook reliably informs me) we were out on our first fishing trips. Very unsuccessful at first, my tenacious husband kept at it and oh boy am I glad he did. Sometimes I go along to the beach to read a book and sunbath and sometimes I am stuck with my job so I do get a little jealous that I can’t go out with him. Then I remember that he is out there for hours… so I just enjoy the photos… and the fish!
May is the month of Steve. I’m sure he will kill me for this statement.
As one of the most self-deprecating people I know, he is so naturally skilled and eager to learn. So, he took it upon himself to learn how to make a knife. That’s right, build his own equipment, forge his own metal, make his own handle, to actually make his own knife.
If not a little dangerous, to say the least, it’s pretty impressive!
Today I am very excited! I have finally received my copy of Beth Kempton’s Freedom Seeker.
I met Beth at the Sisterhood Camp in November and we drove to the camp together chatting about everything and nothing. Beth was one of the most exciting and enlightening parts of that weekend, it was like meeting up with an old friend and recapping what you had been up to and what you were planning next. Whilst receiving unexpected, genuine and pragmatic advice. Wonderfully surreal.
Like all of the women at the retreat, Beth was on a journey and little did we know at the start of the retreat, hers included the release of her first book, in which she shares a few of her secrets to a fulfilled life.
What is life about, if it is not about the celebration of life itself and each other? If this book does one thing before I even read the first page, it shows me that sharing love, knowledge and lessons learned could be the single most important achievement of a person’s life.
We are coming up to the two-year anniversary of being in our wonderful home (June) so it seemed only fitting that we would finally decorate upstairs!
Now this isn’t out of laziness I assure you, but the finishing touches are so far down the job list for us. We did some work on the living room and dining room in the first few months as a priority and then focussed on the field as it is the most important thing here really. Then last year we finally got around to the kitchen (which still isn’t finished!) and now a full 10months later, we are back to decorating as it would be really nice to have a bit of colour in the house!
So, our bedroom is finally done – yes!!
Some of our guest rooms are finally done and our wondrous 70’s wooden wall has had a bit of a makeover…
So all we need now is some carpet to replace the awful floor and we’re done! Ish.
Not one to miss out on the glorious sunny weather, this month has been a bit more of the relaxing, sunbathing and potching type rather than any real graft. Even the animals have been indulging in these rare rays.
So, as part of the fairly unusual (but very fun) upbringing that my sister and I enjoyed, we did a fair bit of singing, as every welsh boy and girl will do in their lifetime!
I used to write and record songs, from the age of about 5 upwards I think and very embarrassingly, copies of those songs are still hanging around the studio of our long-time family friend Al.
Out of the blue, Al contacted me and asked if I wanted to re-record an old song that I sang when I was about 14 that was a demo for a film. Naturally, I fell all over myself to get back into a studio and dust off the old vocal chords!
Luckily for you, no videos are in here, just photos…