…well maybe I’ll throw in a couple more rainbow beets as not all the colours have come out, but aside from that everything in the greenhouse is all there is going to be this season. Oh except for the beans and the corn which will be sown directly once the risk of frost has past – and I’ve weeded their beds. Oh and the successional seeds that will be sown along the way to ensure we have a continuous harvest. So with a few exceptions the season is ready to start.
I am so grateful for my new solid glass greenhouse as we had another storm today and yesterday where the winds were terrific. We didn’t lose any more trees but winds of more than 60km per hour are pretty scary. But I could rest in the knowledge my seedlings were safe. It makes a refreshing change from all the worrying of years gone by.
I had a lovely day when I wasn’t worrying about lambs. I shut myself in the greenhouse and repotted all the seedlings that needed bigger pots and sowed the last round of seeds which were either last minute purchases that weren’t on the list or seeds to replace ones that didn’t come up. But every hour I had to stop what I was doing to feed lambs.
We had a bit of a scare yesterday. The lambs took ill with dicky tummies and we made the decision to take them to the vet. We were really worried about Meep in particular as he really didn’t look well but we didn’t want to freak out the poor Joeyosaurus, and certainly didn’t want to tell him his lamb had died – not two weeks before calf club – well not ever actually. The vet said there were three possible causes, but being as they were still alive then they had the only one that offered a good prognosis for a full recovery in time for calf club, but it would take a lot of care for the next three days to pull them out the woods. The vet prescribed antibiotics and then showed me how to inject the lambs. Seriously – I have come a long way from when we lived in the city. They also needed electrolytes – little and often for three days and then wean them back on to milk.
Meep was in such a bad way I thought we would lose him and pretty much spent the day drip feeding the electrolytes into his mouth. Jigger on the other hand, while poorly seemed to be coping better. Meep just lay on the hay with this pathetic whimper that tugged at your heart strings. But by evening they had both picked up considerably and were acting like normal lambs. I had a wee think about it and decided that Man flu is just as serious in lambs as it is in blokes.
Meep was quite melodramatic in his illness, whereas Jigger – well she just sucked it up and got on with the job of being a sheep without so much as a whimper. We cautiously checked the lamb shelter this morning, concerned at what we would find, but were relieved to be greeted by two bubbly little faces. Then towards lunchtime when the second shot of antibiotics was due, Meep took a turn for the worse and I became really worried again, but a quick injection and more drip fed electrolytes and he was back on his feet being his cute usual self once again.
So we have been on a bit of an emotional roller coaster in the last couple of days so it was with a sense of peace and calm found myself sheltered in my greenhouse, hanging out with my plants. Plants are so much less stressful and if it gets sick you spray it with something and it generally comes right and if one dies – well you just pop in another seed and before long the tragedy of it all is completely forgotten.
Come again soon – the safe from frost day is rapidly approaching and I still have beds full of weeds.
Sarah the Gardener : o )