Every country has it’s areas of outstanding beauty. Thanks to Morten Rustad here are some of Norways…
Wait until you have 5 minutes to spare, go and grab a cup of coffee and a piece or two of chocolate and watch this video. Goose bumps guaranteed, unless it’s just me and I’ve gone ‘native’! (don’t forget to go ‘full screen’ and turn up the music a little)
There is a 200 acre lake about 20 minutes drive West of Oslo in Norway that is a favorite place with the locals for walking, sauntering, jogging, running and generally pottering about in the outdoors and yet apart from the odd Polish guy fishing from an old row boat once in a blue moon, the actual lake is unused in the summer and autumn…..
Hmm. Time to find a spot to launch the ‘river pig’. Fortunately I have an old Honda CRV so finding a spot to get down to the water was easy.
I’ll let the photos take over from here….
Very relaxing couple of hours!
p.s. the winter is a different matter though, and the lake hosts an annual ‘ice festival’ featuring teams of guys (and gals) who’s challenge is to haul ten blocks of ice out after chopping and sawing them from the half meter or so of ice that has formed by late March. Some ‘idiots’ also take a short (very short!) dip in the newly exposed water! Horse and carriage rides are also available for the kids alongside a roaring fire to toast your sausages on sticks. Very weird to see a big fire in the middle of a large lake! Ice insulates as they say…
It seems all things are chicken related in our life recently. It has been 12 weeks since we picked up half a dozen (see, chicken related language too!) fluffy little balls with tiny beaks and claws.
But that seems a long time ago now when you look at them, all grown up. Well, not quite grown up, lets say ‘teenage’ chickens. Still, we can’t expect any eggs this summer as it’s usually around the 20 week mark before they start laying. Plus, we were a little unfortunate with the three light Sussex chicks, as 2 turned out to be cockerels, so we sold them on for a tiny profit. Sad to see them go as they were magnificent looking chickens as well as great characters (well, not No.2 as he was a little mean).
I just wanted to post his short video to show how fussy chickens are when it comes to choosing a place to sleep. It seems that each chicken wants to sleep where another one is already settled down. Quite comical to watch this totally pointless exercise, especially when you remember that chickens are NOT fussy about anything else in their life. They are not fussy about what they eat, they are not fussy about where they live, they quite happily poop in their food or water or step in their poop and then walk all over their food or indeed each other! But come twilight you can recon on some serious squawking as they ‘negotiate’ (ok step on each other!) about where they are going to while away the small hours………
The transcript goes something like…. No, no, I want to sleep there, you sleep over here, no, hang on. You move over and I’ll just go over the top. Nope, no good, you stay there and I’ll just jump down and then back up over there…. and so on for half an hour…
Happy summer holidays to you all
They say you shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, which I think means saying yes when the neighbour asks if you want the wood from a 70 year old Ash tree. Even if the sheer size of the tree made me break into a sweat just thinking about it!
I think this is about half of it, which means I still have some work to do to get it all chopped and stacked before it snows. William has turned into a wood stacking maestro, making quite a neat job of it I recon. Not bad in exchange for a few biscuits…
I’ve no idea where I’m going to stack the rest of it, we are all firewooded out now, but you can be sure it won’t get wasted. Looking forward to saving lots of electricity…
Hope your autumn is giving you plenty of opportunity to get out and about among the fallen leaves before winter sets in.
p.s. this is what it looked like before we started…
Hard to believe this was a metre deep in snow a few weeks ago.
Oh the snow seems like such a distant memory, with 20 degree plus days and long evenings. Heavenly. I think that it’s only dark from midnight till three, amazing. Just wish I had the energy to work for those 21 hours, sleeping in full sunlight seems wrong, unless it’s a post lunch snooze of course, that’s perfectly acceptable, whatever your age
Hope the weather is treating you as kindly.