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.
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