Walk Don't Walk

Though we rarely venture beyond the compound, today we planned a little outing, a walk around one of the two dairy farms that supply us with raw milk. The weather however had other ideas. Storm Amy is raging with 90 km/h winds, though it's dry and sunny.

We've had yellow, orange, and red warnings for wind and rain...not much good if you're colour-blind...so the event has been cancelled. It's just as well since the wind has flattened one of the walls of our chicken enclosure.

As I sit in my magic dome, the temperature a balmy 29C, I can observe from a safe distance Laurel and Hardy's valiant attempts to prop up the fence with planks and concrete blocks. Not my area of expertise. At times like this, it’s rather nice to be a little old lady, not expected to deal with anything involving power tools.

The walk was to cost a fiver. Add another for the delicious mocha from the farm shop and my total spend for the day’s entertainment would have been ten euro. Of course, the four-hour round trip would likely have set us back thirty quid in petrol, not to mention the old carbon footprint. Sure amn't I single-handedly ~~warming,~~ ~~cooling~~ changing the climate one farm walk at a time!

_{Found lurking in my garden}

I can’t exactly recall the worst weekend I ever had. I tend to erase such tragedies from memory. But I vaguely remember that it had something to do with magic mushrooms, monsters, and locking myself in the bathroom, refusing to come out until Tuesday.

It was the first and last time I ever touched a mushroom.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. _{Posted in response to galenkp's weekend experience prompt asking ' What are you doing, or have you done, this weekend.  What was your worst weekend experience and why? What would you do this weekend if your entire spending budget was $10 and you had to spend it on entertainment?}

_{The images are mine}