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August 20, 2009

It's 44 degrees here at the moment and so hot that I have to walk Biff early. Until 9.00am it's perfect, with even a cool breeze - but after that, it's as if someone flicked on a giant Infra-red lamp over the Poitevin countryside. And if you are mad enough to venture out mid-afternoon, it's so exhausting you have to lie down in a dark room for an hour on your return.

Everything looks brown and burnt, while the frazzled sunflowers are no longer sunny but are hanging their heads and looking sad. As for the blackberries, they shrivelled on the branch before turning purple this year. It's as if we're in autumn already, even though it's only mid-August.

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1. Posted by mad sheep farmer on August 31, 2009 8:27 AM

As the heatwave continues, i am starting to get severe earache from my girls (ewes), over the state of their grass.
I have taken to supplementing their normal diet of sheep pellets in the morning, lots of grass and a baguette for supper.

With savoy cabagge, carrots and apples from the local leaderprice.

If this keeps on I will have to dress up as an indian and start some serious rain dancing. I wonder mimi if you could come and join me with a bit of line dancing?

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