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We Are Flying Solo

December 25, 2015

There's No Present Like The Time*

Holidays & I have mixed relations, but there is still no repressing my smile at Solo’s unfailing welcome nicker as I step out the back door.

So I relish every opportunity to lean on that massive shoulder & giggle at his never-ending fascination with nuzzling feet.

I’m filled with gratitude for this time off work to continue Operation Encore (v. 6.0?); we’re on day 9 or 10, I think, of my modified fitness regime. It’s some pretty thrilling stuff, like 20 minutes of walking while on the bit, or adding in some trot transitions on our longer hill walking sessions.

Where did everyone go?
We spiced it up yesterday with some radical Guinea Cutting & I think we’d have scored very well, successfully isolating the same bird three times in a row! You may not have heard of this discipline yet. That’s probably because I invented it yesterday.

Don’t worry, there’s still time to qualify for the Championships the next time Neighbour Vanessa’s flock wanders over (ride times are subject to change at the whim of pea-brained fowl).

It may have rained 427 inches in 24 hours, but at 75F, no one’s cold OR dehydrated.

For all these moments & many more, I say an inadequate thanks. Solo hates it when I press my face against his neck to absorb him with all my senses – so I try to do it often. At least he doesn’t mind my irritating chest congestion visitor (blech).

I hope I get many more chances to harass both of my ridiculous redheads in the coming year. But one thing all of us can do without fail is to seize the wonderful gift of Now.

Our bests to you from Flying Solo Farm -

My highlights
*Yes, I totally stole this from a movie.  No, I do not feel any remorse.  ;P


  1. Merry Christmas to you and the redheads!

  2. Merry Christmas. Enjoy the now!

  3. Be Here Now!

    Yes... we in eastern NC must invent a few more descriptors for excess moisture these days. Are you having any trouble with your hay?

    When I got the farmette, my neighbor - who sold me the property - mentioned (threatened) as she moved away to leave her massive flock of free-ranging guinea fowl as she couldn't (was too lazy to) catch them. I arranged assistance immediately. Those little f#ck@rs negated peace and quiet + jangled Val's last nerve with their unpredictable screechy chorus.

    Hoping that 2015 brings health and harmony - from our farm to yours! ♡♡♡

    1. Hay is good thus far - I keep lots of airflow gaps on all sides and bottom and that seems to dry out the inevitable moisture that will find it's way in.

      I know what you mean about the noise, I really don't know how people do it! I guess we all have different maddening levels, lol.

      Wasn't a huge fan of 2015, but going to try to make 2016 better (that's OK, I never know what year it is either, hee).

  4. Ah, guinea fowl cutting. Sounds like an excellent new sport! Merry Christmas to everyone at Flying Solo Farm!

    1. You too! I confess, the challenge bar may not be too high with an idiotic species, but they can be quick...

  5. lol i giggled at the pea fowl cutting too. hope you had a fabulous holiday!

    1. Hee, I was giggling while we played with them. It was muddy, I was determined to not bore us both to death, carpe diem! (carpe pea-hen?)