It is what is happening in the fields at Mas del Sol. There is always a story out there, this morning involved missing donkeys! I can hear the sighs from readers. As I stood in a frosty field at 7.30 am shouting the donkeys and rattling buckets my heart sank ( does that a lot ) Normally we are wakened by heehawing boys and girls but this morning nothing. My biggest fear over Christmas, after not having any tea bags is "four escaping donkeys" I went and let out and fed the two hens Penny and Peck, who both seemed fine, then back to the donkey field. Nothing, oh! merde!... trudging around the lanes trying to find donkeys on a cold morning like this I thought, is not what I want.
Hang on, shadows appearing in our distant wood, the little beggars had been out all night still in our clotured/ fenced area but sleeping in the woods. They have never done that before, normally they come and tuck themselves up in one of the two stables they have to choose from. I wondered if they had been following a star ( a bit of Christmas symbolism) Anyway they eventually arrived for their buckets and then a pile of hay, so I could get back in for breakfast and a cuppa.
Some of you, not so lucky ones get up have breakfast and read the papers, (those where the days)
After breakfast our task is to unload a trailer full of bales of hay to take over to the donkey compound.
Not so easy as the ground is too wet to drive the car on so we will have to wheelbarrow it over or if the mower with carrying truck starts, truck it over in bales of two at a time! We never have time to be bored.
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| Job nearly done Malc. |
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