New life

It's all happening at Chez Skinner (actually our house name is Mayfield, but we haven't really used it yet...maybe we should do though, it is rather lovely) and every day we are realising just how lovely it is to be living in the country. This morning a rabbit hopped past our window, it was just like Watership Down - but without the sad bits.

Ducklings in the paddock, just noticed them yesterday, the ducks live at the front of the house, in the ditches (for want of a better word) that go along the side of the road, which are full of water at present. There are pukekos up the road too, and I love pukekos.







Sheep doing what they do best (after eating grass), standing around pondering the unusually strange behaviour of human beings.

We have experienced four lambs being born in our paddocks since we arrived, and they are beautiful to see - they really do prance.




And, in the words of the wonderful William Wordsworth:

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils

Perfect!




Love
Est xxx