• Daily life,  Our journey

    The Trickster in our midst

    It’s been a little over six months since we moved to France. The actual anniversary day of us moving into our new home went by without us noticing. We were probably absorbed by the multitude of things we need to do on a daily basis. The pleasant winter activities of feeding the chickens and letting them out for the day and feeding the five goats have been taken over by worries about cutting the grass that is not far from being knee-high, getting rid of the brambles, clearing the path towards the river, finishing the renovations at the gite, decking the concrete base that we inherited from the previous owners…

  • Daily life,  Our journey

    It never snows in this part of France!

    We were told it never snows in this part of France, and yet this morning we wake up to a thick blanket of snow. We make our way as usual towards the chicken coops to get the hay and the feed for the goats (we figured out that we need to feed the goats first, otherwise they don’t get a single bite to eat because the chickens, lead by the new rooster who appears to have no shame, have worked out that they can get a second breakfast chez the goats). It is still snowing heavily when we get to the goats huts. Obviously, they are going to get breakfast…