..or blog, whatever. Here’s as close to time-lapse photography that I can get: over November my favourite tree went from lush green to gorgeous gold to skeletal silver. Yes, winter is here.
There are some upsides to the smallholding in the winter: the evening sky almost burning with colour as the sun slips into the West; sticking cold fingers into a hairy horse’s deep coat for warmth; collecting eggs from the chickens when they are still warm; Tim having a lovely roll in his new bedding, and glittering grass crunching underfoot.
The bad things are frozen water pipes, lifting ice out of water butts, slipping on ice, gates freezing shut, sunset at 3pm, lazy winds going straight through you rather than around, and pitch darkness.
GSM Knits Some Camouflage
This week, GSM finished her cardigan that she has been knitting during the dark evenings. It was only after she started wearing it that we realised she had knitted herself some camouflage. See the photos below:-
Yes, she disappears like Sherlock Holmes in a Game of Shadows.
The Geordie Smallholder 