The Midwife
Posted: Monday, 17 March 2008 |
Easter is soon upon us and in Shapinsay Easter has grabbed a few people by the horns and in some quarters the Chicken population is expanding.
Hushed voices and secret phone calls are gripping the island.
A consignment of eggs from doon sooth all fertilised and ready for the hatching were secretly smuggled onto the island. They were lovingly nurtured and handled carefully as to not spoil their chances of hatching. Once in the incubator they were cared for and watched over by grown men all eager to see if their brood was better than the next.
Midnight phonecalls to the midwife were heard.
"Does the cheaping from inside the egg mean that the chick is in distress"
"Should I assist the poor thing into the world"
The Midwife held his ground and assured the proud parent that there was nothing to worry about and all would be fine.
Proud parents watching over the peedie balls of fluff in awe of the miracle.
These tiny fluffy miracles would soon be grown into fat plump birds. And the cycle goes on again
But what did come first
The Chicken
or the Egg?
Perhaps I need to phone the Midwife
Hushed voices and secret phone calls are gripping the island.
A consignment of eggs from doon sooth all fertilised and ready for the hatching were secretly smuggled onto the island. They were lovingly nurtured and handled carefully as to not spoil their chances of hatching. Once in the incubator they were cared for and watched over by grown men all eager to see if their brood was better than the next.
Midnight phonecalls to the midwife were heard.
"Does the cheaping from inside the egg mean that the chick is in distress"
"Should I assist the poor thing into the world"
The Midwife held his ground and assured the proud parent that there was nothing to worry about and all would be fine.
Proud parents watching over the peedie balls of fluff in awe of the miracle.
These tiny fluffy miracles would soon be grown into fat plump birds. And the cycle goes on again
But what did come first
The Chicken
or the Egg?
Perhaps I need to phone the Midwife
Frozen Pipes and Blocked Tracks
Posted: Wednesday, 26 March 2008 |
Well Spring is well and truly here.
Easter was a cold bleak and frustrating time in the Barebraes household. The snow filled the old living room and bedroom which are still roofless. The water tank which is in its temporary position ontop of a huge stack of paletts decided that the cold weather was just too much and decided to freeze and apart from the mains water we were without the hot for a short while. ALl these were endured without gripes.
The track to Barebraes is the first to get unacessible on the island due to the height and the fact that the dyke and the North gale force winds fills the road quickly. This year we are without the 4x4 so had to make several attempts to get the peedie car out. Once a track had been made it was easier and to be honest not as bad as our first year here when even the 4x4 got stuck.
The only being that relishes this weather is Hooch. The mad snowball eating Dog goes crazy for the white stuff and even enjoys rolling around in it.
This morning I took a very long and enjoyable walk in the warm sunshine and took my camera with me to capture the beauty of the Day
I hope you like them
WInter can be just as good as Summer when you live in a place like Shapinsay.
" >
Easter was a cold bleak and frustrating time in the Barebraes household. The snow filled the old living room and bedroom which are still roofless. The water tank which is in its temporary position ontop of a huge stack of paletts decided that the cold weather was just too much and decided to freeze and apart from the mains water we were without the hot for a short while. ALl these were endured without gripes.
The track to Barebraes is the first to get unacessible on the island due to the height and the fact that the dyke and the North gale force winds fills the road quickly. This year we are without the 4x4 so had to make several attempts to get the peedie car out. Once a track had been made it was easier and to be honest not as bad as our first year here when even the 4x4 got stuck.
The only being that relishes this weather is Hooch. The mad snowball eating Dog goes crazy for the white stuff and even enjoys rolling around in it.
This morning I took a very long and enjoyable walk in the warm sunshine and took my camera with me to capture the beauty of the Day
I hope you like them
WInter can be just as good as Summer when you live in a place like Shapinsay.
" >
We moved here in September 05 and have met many good friends. What more could you want from life.
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