A truckful of dogs waiting to set out on the first drive of the day
Apologies for the lack of news. It's the last week of pheasant season and we've been shooting every day, and will do until 2nd February. Workers and dogs are fit but tired. We finish a day's shooting just in time to get home and sort the other animals with food, walks, clean beds and a scratch behind the ear. Then I have to make tomorrow's lunch for 40 workers, our own dinner, and try to keep up with basic housekeeping. The weather's turned wet again, so I'm buried under piles of wet muddy clothes that need washing or at least drying out for use again in the morning. I run out of daylight and energy before I run out of chores.
Sun coming up over the first pheasant drive of the day
Lots has been happening, but too fast for me to take many photos or write a cogent post. But I'm due to practice my butchery skills with Peggy on Sunday, planning a morning deer stalk next week, and expecting a delivery from the stork - 3 orphan ewe lambs to start my permanent flock. There will be more to report.
The goyle at the bottom of the first drive - the dogs are in there somewhere!
While the dogs are having a break this morning, I have lots to get on with including an attempt at making duck confit with some mallards. I'll let you know how it turns out.