Things are hotting up, folks –
the stonewall tank which was once the holding pond for the Ffarm’s watermill, has gone: the last section finally fell at lunchtime, to be spread across the hill, levelling the site into an even larger area than we’d anticipated. It certainly looks very different & has really opened up the area; however, once the building is erected we will again thankfully have our shelter against the bitter East wind.
But meanwhile – disaster! My latest batch of lovely cheeses, which were maturing so nicely, are ruined!! The cheese cave turned into a freezer, overnight; unable to cope with the plummeting temperatures as it’s now about -5°C with the windchill outside; & the garage, where the cave is located, is unheated.
So it’s been a chilly & inhospitable day although at least bright & with plenty of welcome sunshine. When not feeding & caring for the Milkforce, I’ve been furnishing the construction site workforce with hot sandwiches: home-baked bread; our own juicy bacon; thick, tangy tomato sauce from summer’s hothouse fruits; & the delicious, golden, plump-yolked eggs from our free-ranging flock of hens, bustling around the yard like glamorous stars on the red carpet at a premiere flaunting multi-coloured feather boas as they beadily scour the iron-hard ground for tasty titbits.
Hopefully, as well as killing off my precious chevre the cold will cause a few nasties like midges & slugs to perish, as well….but my cheesy grin has faded now all my hard work has frustratingly been for nothing!