And So ... ... ...

What a long year.  Achievements seem in short supply.

It was a lovely autumn; much drier than usual; the leaves hung on the oaks till mid-December, and the ones that did fall were heaped in toasty piles round the trees and hedges.  Until last week, that is, when the rain started again  ...  oh lor'.  The sheep stand round with their heads down, waiting for it to stop; the hens cluster round the back door, tapping on the glass to be let in; the cats leave a line of muddy paw prints along the edges of my bed, before jumping up and drying themselves on me and my night-clothes.

Next year's aims; yes, let's be positive! :

1.  More pigs again.

2.  Try to sell the first year's (2012 and 2013) half-bred Hebridean lambs.

3.  Find the right tenants for my mother's little cottage.  (May be there already with that one.)

4.  Of course, get the veg garden in spick-and-span, top-class condition.  You wouldn't believe how hard that can actually be!

Happy Solstice / Yule / Christmas-if-you-must to you all!