This weekend, we hosted a lovely group, new to LSF, on a meditation retreat.
They were a serene and appreciative presence and showed great respect and understanding for LSF and the way we try to do things here.
They took an hour out each day to help with tasks around the farm but we were too busy looking after them to take an hour out to do some official bird-watching for the RSPB’s Big Garden Birdwatch, which was earmarked for today.
A pity, because the farm is amazingly-full of feathered friends: in the garden, on the feeders, and in the trees.
It’s amazing, birds flitting about everywhere and chirruping all round the farm, as if spring had already sprung but before the first snowdrop has appeared.
Bizarre but uplifting and beautiful.
Right now, life is for birds and beauty at Lower Shaw Farm.
Although we also feel the pressure of plenty of less uplifting prosaic problems, like leaking shed roofs, a shortage of hay, the plight of locked up hens, and authors being slow in deciding whether or not they want to come to this year’s Swindon Festival of Literature.