Wierd goose, shocking meal time and river...
Emma Heseltine - 21 October 2012
We have a goose that’s being odd. It was hanging out on its own and generally lagging behind and looking sorry for itself. We put it in the little pen in the lambing shed to keep an eye on it. Sometimes a goose goes off on its own because it’s not well. After a few days it’s just the same, although it’s eating just fine and squawking if you go in the shed. We decide to turf it out again and see what it does; it potters off to look for its flock mates. When I’m putting the geese to bed later I count them up as they go into the hut and surprise surprise weird goose is missing, I wonder where it’s gone? After some hunting around in the dark I eventually find it by the bathtub at the gate, it’s decided it doesn’t want to sleep in the hut with all the others and is just fine where it is thank you very much. I grab it and put it with the others, it protests vociferously. If it stays out it might end up as dinner for something. Weird goose, what wrong with you?
I’ve borrowed a trough for the pigs. It’s a big metal one and they think it’s great. They haven’t quite got the hang of it and have a great time standing in it and jostling for the best position. It’s definitely better than the buckets which I have been previously using; they have more trouble tipping the trough up. A small problem occurs when they have finished and Arla gives it a shove to see if there is anything underneath. She knocks it into the electric fence, which of course conducts very well and therefore she gets a shock. I’m going to have to fix that; they can’t get a shock every time they eat. I need to figure something out with the water too as no matter how I try and anchor the bucket they take great joy in tipping it over, it’s a long running battle we have.
I’m checking the stock at Wallacefield and have to go find our three boys, Ian, James and Jeller who are doing a bit of conservation grazing down by the river. It’s been pretty wet so I’m hoping they haven’t been doing some swimming too. Last time I checked them they were all up near the fence hiding under the trees but today there is no sign of them. It’s very muddy and I walk all along the fence before deciding to try down by the river. I eventually find them after a lot of clattering through the undergrowth and sliding and cursing at the far end of the narrow field. Far beyond the fisherman’s hut under some nice shady trees, looking very pleased with themselves. James in fact looks as though he is contemplating going for a swim. They won’t be able to stay down here much longer, especially if it keeps raining the way it has.
Emma completed a degree in Creative Imaging at Huddersfield University before working for a photography studio as an editor. Taking a break from the office world she worked in outdoor education for several years, climbing, abseiling, shooting, trampolining and even life-guarding with children of all ages. When Emma found out about the apprenticeship scheme with the Soil Association it seemed the perfect chance to do something worthwhile and fulfilling. After much searching and badgering farms in the North of England she found a position with Hadrian Organics and started in July 2011. So far it is living up to her expectations, every day is a new challenge and every day is different.
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