Isolation.....

Well, I'm not really in isolation but I may as well be.  No workshops until....well, just until.  No social events.  No Mother and Toddler group.  Time seems to stretch on and on.

Calving is coming along nicely.  We are well over half way through now and I walk over most days (weather permitting) to see what's happening. The twins have got a lot bigger

And I arrived just after this one had been born.  He got up and went straight to the wrong mother!

It's so funny when they are a bit older and go haring around the barn in the late afternoon.

Not long till lambing starts so I want all this horrible, wet, cold and dark weather well out of the way.

I've also been enjoying looking at the polo ponies in the field across the road from us

On Tuesday I thought I'd better get some food and stuff in - I sat down to make a list but couldn't really think of anything and only got as far as

then I realised I was just procrastinating so took myself off to Waitrose in Wantage and thought I'd do my usual browse and buy.  I was astounded!  The shelves were completely and utterly empty.  I know the media has been going on about it but in Wantage?  They didn't even have laundry conditioner.  I've never seen anything like it.  So I came back home with two onions.

I fared better in Hungerford yesterday - got some meat supplies from Christian Alba the butcher and the rest in Tesco's.  The only thing I couldn't get was potatoes so that wasn't so bad.

I also got my Mother's Mothering Sunday flowers from Martin and the Magpie - I've mentioned this Florist before because I think he's great.  Her little basket of Grape Hyacinths arrived yesterday and she was thrilled with them.

I think I've adapted to this slow pace of life now.  I've put together a small quilt which reminded me that before all this madness, in the last workshop, Helen finally managed to put her quilt blocks together.  We were all so pleased for her - her first quilt and it's so pretty

Another happy story is that we had a Repair Café in our Village Hall the other week - various volunteers put themselves forward and we could take along anything in the hopes that someone would be able to repair it.  I took along a little musical table that my father had brought back from his travels many years ago and which was now in a very sorry state. I really thought it was beyond repair and so was absolutely thrilled yesterday when I got a call from Jon Hing to say my table was ready - it really looks so beautiful.

And that's it really.....