Have you got time for a quick guided tour? Walk up with me behind the farm and admire the view. The buildings that you can see in the foreground are the sheep barn and the hangar where the hay, straw and grain are stored.
Want to pick a few apples? Not yet though, you’ll have to wait until the end of September when our Golden Delicious really do resemble their name. The patch of white that you can see is netting to protect the apples from the destructive hail storms that often hit us. If you turn your eyes even further to the right you can just make out the village.
Anyone for a ride on the combine harvester? Our daughter certainly didn’t refuse a trip round a field of barley. Watch out for the dust!
You’ve just come across a dose of triple trouble in the hangar. What would we do without the goats and their mischief?
How about a quiet afternoon stroll through fields of oats and poppies? If we walk far enough there’s a good chance that we’ll meet the farmer baling hay. He’s a friendly soul and always ready to stop for a chat.
Well, I was hoping that we were going to see the sheep, but they must be grazing on the other side of the farm. You’ll have to come back another day to see them.
The mountain dweller 
I’d been hoping for a tour; it’s quite an operation you have, and in such beautiful surroundings.
Spectacular! Thanks for the tour.
Beautiful…
That is just the prettiest place! How wonderful to live somewhere like that.
Thanks for the virtual stroll through your beautiful farm.
Oh, how lovely! Thank you.
Thanks for showing us the farm. The best thing about the blogs I read all the time is the glimpses we get of different lives. It makes me feel like I’ve got friends in other parts of the world.
Superbes photos! Surtout le champ de coquelicots.
Thanks for the tour, for a sneak peek at the golden delicious, and showing us your sweet haven and farm!
I just found your blog…and am thrilled. What a beautiful farm!
what a beautiful place!
Thank you for the tour – what a beautiful place. I know it is also a place of worry and stress but I imagine there have to be times when you look around in awe.
Am new to your blog. Your writing is as beautiful as the place you live…a little piece of heaven.