I have set a target to post this before December arrives, its now the morning of the 28th and we have just had a power cut, which has motivated me to start typing this. The motivational power of having no internet. Continue reading “Part 2”
So here we are again, snow scattered on the ground this morning, the nights well and truly drawing in and my duties on the farm reduced to the milking of the goats now that the pigs have enjoyed their final meal. In theory I now have time to blog, although in truth it’s more about making time than having time and I’m the master of procrastination. Continue reading “Well, it’s about time”
We are loving this free exposure, continue to follow Fraggles trip to Poland here. More great photos 🙂
Part 1 HERE
Eddy’s home is set in a fair acreage of land, and the views from his balcony are stunning, so today I’ll show you the outside and around.
The house in the landscape
view to the west
Eddy (and Dennis) scything feed for the goats
Eddy has a basement workshop where he saws wood and does manly DIY stuff, and Gosia makes soaps,
After we had a look around the workshop, Eddy took us off to his shed to feed the goats and rabbits.
The shed is huge!
Eddy has two shed cats, we didn’t see Boris but Silvex was in-house
There are 6 lady goats whose names I can’t remember but here they all are and we got to feed them.
and not forgetting the rabbit
Our favourite view was to the west, and…
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We were very happy to have guests stay over the last weekend and I think you will agree that Frags has done a fantastic job of capturing the house and with more parts to come I wont have to write a blog post for a while as I will be re-blogging all of them here 🙂 Thank you again to Frags and Phil who arrived as guest but left as friends, we look forward to their return, and the next post 🙂
Here it is then 🙂
My trip to Poland came about when Eddy on his blog (which can be found HERE) offered a free weekend B&B if someone would take photo’s of the house for his website advertising the B&B, and then Pete (who’s blog can be found HERE) suggested Eddy asked me. To cut a long story short, 4 weeks later Phil and I set off for Krakow from Newcastle and arrived on a dark and stormy Friday night. I recognised Eddy straight way as we came out of the airport though I’d never seen a picture of him before,and even though he wasn’t wearing Lederhosen :). It was a 2 hour journey back to where Eddy lives and as it was dark and raining we didn’t see much of the countryside, but it didn’t matter as we chatted on so much and got to know each other, and planned out…
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More pictures than words for a change, you will be pleased to know!
The pictures are from a couple of weeks ago when we experienced a spell of exceptionally good weather for the time of year. A change in schedule and tasks for the morning sent me on a route down to the stable, barn and beyond the orchard. There are no real paths, I make it up as I go along, often guided by the dogs and where they want to go next and this is where they took me.
Click on the pics if you want a better view.
After dropping a fresh bucket of water off to the goats we walk through the orchard and look back at the barn. The patch on the left was cleared by the pigs last year and I have just planted 120 raspberry plants. Recently chopped branches sit on the blue tarpaulin to dry out a bit and also to stop them becoming overgrown and entangled with grass.
Jackie leads the way down the small wooded valley about a 1/4 mile away, we drop down and back up the other side. Dennis takes a breather!
Looking back its quite a climb and turning around we have quite a bit ahead, towards the rising sun.
Reaching a farmers track we have the option to head back towards the house, but instead we carry on away to the right and look down into the village below.
We walk on for a mile or so, over barren fields, when the sky is this clear you just know its going to be a good day.
As we reach the old council road the dogs decide it’s time to head home, or at least look to me for guidance. Zara decides to join us after looking for pheasants, or chasing deer.
We reach the ridge line and look back the way we have just walked and then turn towards to house, not long now before i get my brew 🙂
I mentioned that a friend of ours, Iza, has started to felt Gosias soaps, well here are some pictures of the batch that went off the market this morning.
A mixture of designs that I think you will agree add a new dimension to the soaps. My pictures do not do them justice, they are so much about texture once you get beyond the art work and the wool is mildly exfoliating…..sorry I’m starting to sound like a soap commercial!
So if you are after a truly unique gift for someone then please let me me know. Iza has said that she should be able to come up with a design based on your theme and as with all our soaps we can send them anywhere in the world.
Ok, enough already, I promise my next post will not mention soap 🙂
We headed out yesterday, after lunch, to pop in and see a few friends. The first couple are building a ‘tiny’ straw bale house. Taking advantage of a Polish law that allows you to build something\anything as long as it’s footprint is no more than 35m2 (380ft2). No planning permission required.
It is the forth such building that we know of in our area and it is always interesting to see how people deal with the restricted space available to them. Personally having lived in digs, bedsits and small flats for most of my adult life I’m happy with the space we now have, but I can see the attraction and freedom that is this type of building provides. I may try my hand one day, once everything else is finished!
From there we went to new friends, Jesus and Marta, to exchange some oats for wheat, we had some spare after planting and plenty set aside for our own goats. They needed feed for there newly acquired goats and had some wheat spare from there tortilla making enterprise. It turned out to be quite an eye opener as we realised the scale of the business, big industrial machines; grinders, mills, ovens, and most of it shipped from Mexico where Jesus is originally from. They are the only manufacturer of traditional corn tortillas in Poland and they supply direct to restaurants all over Poland.
We were treated to some traditional Mexican food, Malina was kept entertained by their three boys and it was almost 8pm before we headed off home with close to a two hour journey ahead of us.
Pottering along at around 50mph, the road twists and turns through the countryside, up hills with duel carriageways to let the faster traffic pass and then down the other side.
Now I don’t drive too fast, I don’t see the point, but you always pick up a bit of speed on the decent, dabbing the brakes to keep control, so imagine my surprise when the brake pedal gave under my foot and hit the floor! Immediately struck with the thought of all the movies I have seen when the brakes fail in speeding cars and my assertion that you should simply use your gears and handbrake to slow down and stop, that’s exactly what I did. From fifth to third, then second and first gears whilst applying the hand brake on and off and we came to a stop a couple of hundred meters down the road.
So that’s the movie myth busted, my work is done, although I’m not sure what happens if you are driving an automatic? 🙂