Sunday, March 14, 2021

Sunday 14th March

Saturday,  the bantams have gone, not sure whether to feel sad or relieved. I shut them up in the coop this morning so they could be transported safely. The Bells brought the long trailer, this afternoon so the three runs and the coop fitted perfectly.  So now my pair will up on the top farm with their hens.  Rosina says that the new people who have just bought the big house up there have three peacocks as well.  The three having invaded the farm in the last few days.  I do not like the sound of peacocks but hopefully their sharp cry will not carry down to the village.

Friday Jo and I spent an hour discussing on the phone, which of our many animals quietly died in their sleep in the past but only came up with a couple.  That is the one thing I share with Jo, an accumulation of animals over time.  She has an old blind sheep, a 25 year old horse, four feral cats in her barn and an old dog.

But I did manage to get her to phone the new church man to see if the church will renew Rod's contract  Apparently boundaries have been moved in the district and there has been a reshuffle in the authorities of the church.  York has had a new Bishop as well - Steven Cottrell.

Today is Sunday so I pick up the thread.  After the bantams had gone, looked through the window to see the sheep once more amongst the graves.  They were quite bold peering over the wall, and I thought maybe like the goats of Llandudno they were going to leap down into the garden.  Sodding creatures was my first thought as I put on my coat to go round to Rachel's.  They weren't in, so I wandered back, stopping at  my friend's house if she had a phone number for them but she had not.  One good thing about mobile phones, people normally carry them round but no luck.

So as the very unofficial 'keeper of the graveyard'.  Thought 'that's it', just let the sheep run around and eat the grass and poor Rod will be out of a job.  Anyway an emailed apology this morning from Rachel, she did not know how the sheep had escaped from the river bank field but a man is coming today to put in a fence.  It must be embarrassing for her of course but livestock are great explorers.  As the peacocks will testify to I expect.

After all this I opened the Amazon box from my son, two large boxes of Lindt Lindor chocolates which soothed the day, bless him.  He is type 1 diabetic but still eats chocolate himself now and then.  He knows how to measure his insulin against glucose, and now doesn't even have to take blood tests by the needle but I think by his phone.

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Just noticed Margaret Rayner, the artist I had tagged at the end of this blog.  Her father was an artist and she was one of five artistic daughters.  Margaret painted a lot of church interiors, but the following painting somehow is a very powerful rendition.  It encapsulates a strong church like medieval  feel that rather frightened me.

Margaret Rayner (British painter) 1837 - 1920

The Chaplain's Room, Knowle House, Kent, s.d.watercolour


And if I manage to read this book in the Gutenberg library on  'Secret Chambers and Hiding Places, maybe there will be an answer.

8 comments:

  1. Sorry you had to rehome the Bantams but it sounds like they will be happy where they are going. The neighbouring farm here has a couple of Peacocks but we're the other side of the hill and can't hear them from the house.

    No Mother's Day chocolates for me but three bunches of beautiful flowers, a good bottle of wine (yippee) and two lovely bars of Italian soap. Spoilt!

    I hope that Rod doesn't lose his job to those sheep!

    That is a very powerful painting - you can feel the texture of the stonework (and almost feel that damp!) I want to rescue the table though!

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    1. One of her sisters also paints in the same strong fashion Jennie. It is good that our children thought of us, I had a beautiful pair of emerald green wrist warmers as well. Rod and his wife works around the area so they should be alright, though I think he was worrying for work this summer.

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  2. When we farmed we kept sheep off the fells over winter every year and keeping the wretched things in was always a nightmare- if there is the tiniest gap in a hedge a sheep will try and push through it.
    I have not heard of Margaret Rayner but I must say I would find that painting far too depressing to hang on my wall.

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  3. Yes I can see that Pat, sheep like to roam. I had a donkey once like that, she would lean against the fencing working it free and then she was off on her adventures. Yes it is not a picture for hanging on the wall though it sold at Bonhams but then it is about acquiring something that has a value in money ;)

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  4. Hope the new fencing will keep the sheep where they belong. I know nothing about it as I have never lived on or near a farm! Good for you to keep an eye out so they didn't get away.
    The first thing I noticed in that picture was that ring fastened to the heavy bricks. What was kept chained there? Creepy!

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    1. Sheep control is in hand Ellen, they are rather sweet, especially all the lambs born. Yes I noticed the ring as well, scary stuff, bet it has a history.

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  5. I find that picture intimidating, too. On the other hand, those residents could not be acquainted with light and airy structures with myriad windows. I'm grateful my existence was not several hundred years ago.

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  6. It actually is a good picture of the forbidding castles that were erected through history Joanne, damp, cold and badly lit with tales of horror to make up the stories!

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