Sometimes they’re the very best of friends and sometimes… they’re not. Nugget loves to love Paddie. He’s always weaving in and out of her legs, jumping up to bump his head against her chin, snuggling up whenever she’s laying down, purring full throttle. Sometimes we wonder if he realizes he’s a cat. Sometimes we refer to him as Paddie’s shadow. Most of the time Paddie will tolerate Nugget’s displays of affection. Sometimes, she doesn’t. Either way, they still make a really cute (and entertaining) pair.
We love pork. Especially Christine. Last fall she bartered a photography session for a box of home grown pork with our good friends Barry and Camille and it was amazing. We knew the time was near for us to get pigs. When the aforementioned Barry and Camille proposed sharing on a small flock (what is a group like ours called?), we said “Yes! For sure!”
This was when they arrived two weeks ago. Barry and I whacked together a little 4×8′ house for them to hide from the sun and burrow in some straw on cold nights.
Pigs are odd. They every so often seem to have “bad days”. One day they looked like they all had pinkeye, so I fretted around trying to decide the appropriate course of action. After consulting with the local and internet “experts” the consensus seemed to be to do nothing. Which turned out to be the perfect response to the crisis. Likewise when one developed a little cough following a cold night, or one or the other seems to hang back for a day before chomping right in with the flock(?). The best summary was one online: “Pigs are like people. Sometimes they just have bad days.”
With Barry and Camille as partners, the pigs have access to some great looking slop. I’ve even looked at the pig food and thought about diverting some straight to my plate. With our own vegetable peels, apple cores, surplus apples and misfit crops in the fall we should be able to provide a good mix of calories and supplement with purchased grain. Pigs do eat everything except the kitchen sink.
I love this portrait.
Have we really not blogged since the end of March? Wow. That’s a long time. We’ve tried to blog more regularly before but now we have a plan. You can count on something new and delightful every Monday, Wednesday and Friday with some extra posts thrown in here and there for good measure. We’ve heard from some of you (you speak, we listen!) that you’re disappointed when we don’t keep updating the blog because you’ve come to love us and all our four-legged friends SO dearly… Okay, maybe you didn’t say that exactly, but still, we heard you. And here we are! If three times a week isn’t enough to satisfy your Harrier Hill cravings, follow along for a dose of daily farm awesome on instragram.
It’s Thursday! Which means it’s time to throw things back to a favourite time and memory. (Yes, that’s what #tbt means if you’ve seen it around!). 18 months ago I traveled to Scotland to visit my very best friend who lives on the Isle of Skye. It is jaw-dropping, stunningly beautiful there. Elaine lives with her husband and three gorgeous children in, what I like to think of, a magical world of soaring cliffs, swirling wind and mischievous fairies. Every time you turn a corner, your breath is taken away by the sheer vastness and beauty of Skye’s landscape. I was mostly there to visit Elaine so I didn’t take nearly as many landscape photos as I took of her day to day life (which you can see here with oodles of pictures of our sweet goddaughter Peigi!). But here are a few I did manage to snap. Let me tell you, they don’t even come close to capturing the astounding beauty of seeing it in real life. I’m looking forward to going back for a visit in just under three weeks!