After the usual morning routine of getting the hens up and checking on the sheep, Chris and I were invited to one of Phil’s famous late morning brunches. We supplied the eggs, Phil added sausages, bacon, haggis, baked beans, fried potatoes, toast and lots of tea and coffee. We were all so full that none of us wanted to move. The plans to stake the apple trees and move some sheep were forgotten.
A sleepy Sunday on the farm
A sleepy Sunday on the farm
A sleepy Sunday on the farm
After the usual morning routine of getting the hens up and checking on the sheep, Chris and I were invited to one of Phil’s famous late morning brunches. We supplied the eggs, Phil added sausages, bacon, haggis, baked beans, fried potatoes, toast and lots of tea and coffee. We were all so full that none of us wanted to move. The plans to stake the apple trees and move some sheep were forgotten.