Belties on the moor, apples in the orchard, and lots of cheese.

A while since the last post, but Farmer and family packed up the car and ventured south of the border for the first time in a long while. A short break in deepest Somerset, followed by a few days longer in South Devon. The weather was great, the people were friendly and there were local food producers everywhere we turned.

In Devon we stayed in a cottage down a narrow lane, tiny fields and lovely hedgerows and woodlands turning autumn colours - a neighbouring farm made organic apple juice (and cider) from these huge boxes of organic fruit.

The small town of Kingsbridge had small shops now atypical of the usual high street - delis, bakeries, pasty shops, butchers, fishmongers AND a Farmers Market - and as for Totnes, an organic shopper's dream.

Devon strawberries and cauliflowers, on the street in Kingsbridge.

A friend of ours advised us to eat at the Riverford Field Kitchen. Riverford Organics is near Totnes - started out as organic veg box scheme locally in Devon and now franchised all over the UK selling locally grown organic food. The Field Kitchen is on the farm where alot of their organic produce is grown. There is no choice on the menu, though there is always a meat option and a veggie option. So while our vegetarian friend enjoyed cavelo nero calzone, the meat eaters had a main course of quinea fowl cooked with puy lentils and we all shared 5 different vegetable dishes - followed by delectable puddings. I am certainly no food writer, but the food was delicious - Farmer talked about little less for the rest of the day. He said he felt as if he had just eaten Christmas lunch.

We walked on Dartmoor. There were lots of belted galloways, not as many ponies, but still quite a few...

At the end of the holiday, a full day's journey north on Friday brought us back to Oban, where we picked up the quad bike which was being serviced and onwards home. The roads feel much quieter. Certainly the ferry was not even half full.

Woke on Saturday to blue skies and a new lamb in the stack yard.

Brownie, in the foreground, has a new friend called Beauty... as Farmer's daughter was given a ewe lamb, another Zwartie cross, by our neighbour.

Dog walking. Down to the boathouse beach. Lichen on rock face. Crab supper on rock. Spot the dog.

While we were away BBC Landward came to film our hazel gloves fungus. We were not sorry to miss our big chance at being on TV!

Our guests have been doing lots of recycling, and our hens will have a lot of eggs to lay to fill this lot.

Harvesting the last potatoes and the wind

A few last potatoes harvested by Farmer in the sun on Saturday morning. There hasn't been much rain recently and so they have not spoiled for being harvested so late. We picked a huge basket of the very last broad beans (some of them quite leathery) - this year we have had our best ever success with broad beans, making up for the loss of the dwarf beans which disappeared under the forest of chickweed.

These healthy looking pink ones were from seed given to us by a neighbour.

A view of Treshnish headland from Ensay, showing the old school house at Treshnish alongside the farm track.

And down at Haunn, the views were spectacular. Toechtamhor looks out over the autumn colour of the Haunn fields and the faint silhouette of Run is visible in the distance. Our Cheviot gimmers are in the Haunn field, they will go to the tup for the first time in November.

The turbine will be one year old on Tuesday - today the generation meter was at 12,000.7kWh - 2,000kWh more than we had expected to make, so that is really exciting.

How has it been living with the turbine? On the whole pretty positive! Over the year it has generated more electricity than we have used on the Treshnish site (in the office/laundry, Studio, Shian, Shieling, Duill and the farmhouse). An unexpected bonus has been the way it has transformed our experience of strong winds. Instead of lying awake worrying about roof damage, I find myself thinking of the turbine spinning round instead, making something positive out of the gale force winds. And the windier it is the more energy is produced.

Our initial aim was to make enough electricity to cover the usage from all the cottages and the farmhouse in a year, but at that time we thought we were going to be able to put in a very micro micro-hydro scheme (in the end we discovered was not possible) which would have balanced our usage in one go.

So now 5 years on, our sites are lowered, we know alot more about renewable potential here, we are looking at further energy savings, and where/who we buy our energy from.

Warm and dry start to the month of October

The unaltered image of the bracken along side the road to Calgary this afternoon. The glorious orange colour was so strong.

Some blooms hanging on in the garden as if it is not October, but July.

And the leaves are fast disappearing from the trees around the farmhouse but elsewhere on more sheltered parts of the island the autumn colours are beautiful.

As I write the first night of the Mull Rally is racing round the corners between here and Calgary. Long powerful headlights light up the sky. It is the only time of year when we can hear traffic noise at the house - and tonight the wind is blowing the noise straight at us, but it is a novelty.

No school for two weeks starting today. And so Farmer's daughter and friend spent alot of time outside climbing trees and watching Farmer dig a big hole in the garden with the digger.

Calgary campsite was full of Rally spectactors, camping and enjoying the sun, but no one on the beach - for this moment anyway.

Leaves are blowing, calves are sold, wool cheque arrives

Autumn winds are blowing the last leaves from the waving branches of the sycamore trees around the farmhouse, scattering them across the grass and in gathering mounds round sheltered corners. The brood of young chicks are growing up fast and following their mother around the yard. The new brown ewe lambs are happily ensconsed in the field beside Shian and Duill.

Yesterday Farmer sold 10 of this years calves at the annual Mull Cattle Sale. Instead of taking the calves over to Oban market to be sold, the market comes to Mull. Caledonian Marts bring a team of staff over to handle this 'market on the move'.

First they went to Knock Farm, the buyers and the sales team, where they sold a large number of calves, using the farm cattle facilities, after which they drove out to Gribun to the farm there to do the same. Once those two large assignments were dealt with, the team and the buyers came down to Craignure. When we arrived there were quite a few calves already in the pens.

Farmer in the pen, selling 3 Aberdeen Angus calves.

The paint used to put the buyers mark on the calves - each one with a different colour and/or place on the back.

There were only 5 buyers, and sadly for us, it seemed that our lovely black (+ one dun, seen above) Angus calves were not what they had crossed the Sound of Mull for, as we didn't get as good a price as we had hoped for them. Driving home, we struggled to console ourselves with the thought that there is more to being successful than getting a good sale price..but it didn't work. Still on reflection, we have learned something from it - we know that perhaps next year we will do a direct farm to farm sale again, where we agree a price before the calves leave the farm.

There is a joke every year about the size of the wool cheque. Our cheque arrived this week, and this year it is no exception. The fleeces are rolled and bagged, and once the bags are ready, sewn up and labelled, Ewen Stewart come in with their lorry to collect the bags. They take them to the WMB in the south of Scotland somewhere. The amount we are paid for our wool by the Wool Marketing Board barely covers the cost of the shearers, the gatherers and the lunch. Shearing becomes more of a humane treatment for the animals comfort, rather than for the collection of a valued resource. Perhaps someone should start up a wool insulation processing place on the island.

To cheer ourselves up, the homebred heifers look in really good condition, and are so much more mature now. When they were younger, they were inclined to rush about in a gang, but now they are more sedately cow-like. This one will have her first calf in the spring.

The turbine is nearly a year old. It was commissioned on the 13th of October 2009. Today the total generation meter reads 11,371 so it has exceeded its target and we are edging up to the hopeful 12,000 mark. 11 days to go! We have had quotes in for a 3.2kW turbine, and are now waiting for planning permission so that we can install that early next year.

Off and On Treshnish. Home and Away Mull.

It was a week of movements on and off Mull, Treshnish, trains, ferries...

Moon rise on the Sound of Iona.

Treshnish headland as seen from the Sound of Iona, with the distinctive mountains of Rum to the left.

Bumble bee making the most of September fuschia pollen.

Grey skies over Iona post office buildings.

Grey skies over an Anish Kapoor in Hyde Park London. Unbelievably lovely to look at.

Cast ewes are the older ewes who would prefer not to spend another winter on the wild west coast of Mull. So traditionally they are sold to farms with gentler winter climates. 50 such ewes went off to market yesterday at Oban.

But Farmer came home with a little surprise.....10 Zwartble/Shetland/Cheviot ewe lambs came to Treshnish from Oban market yesterday. They will be great company for Brownie. (in fact they are all related, as they originated from our neighbouring farm)

Lamb sales

The lambs were sold in Oban market on Tuesday. One small 'draw' of cheviots and a good 'draw' of blackface did really well, (first time in 16 years of selling that we made that much for a pen of lambs!) and interestingly at the end of the day, the blackface lambs made a higher average than the cheviot cross lambs.

In previous years, we sold our lorry full of lambs by the kilo on an organic price per kilo agreed BEFORE they left the farm, which meant we always knew what we were getting across the flock. Some of the younger or smaller lambs will only fetch a few pounds through the ring and that drops the average.

The ewes are still noisily calling for the lambs and tomorrow Farmer will put them through the fank and then they will go back to the hill until Tupping starts in November.

Cruising, gathering sheep and brambles

You will be happy to know that the Farmer and his family had a lovely time being feted by Visit Scotland last week at the Reception they held for Scottish Thistle Awards 2010 Finalists. It was good fun - generous amounts of champagne and delicious canapes, meeting other Finalists, seeing Castle Urquhart all lit up as darkness fell....and Daughter enjoyed being mentioned by her own name during one of the speeches and getting to wear an official name badge.

That morning we had left the house at 7.15am in order to catch the 8.10am Lochaline Fishnish ferry. We were stopped, by someone we knew, just before the village and warned that there were trees down blocking the Glen Road. The diversion over the hill to Torloisk and round to Salen that way, was a beautiful drive, but we arrived at Fishnish 5 minutes after the ferry should have left. As it turned out that ferry had not run at all, and we had to wait for a couple of hours for the wind to die down, before the first successful ferry that day arrived. That is what can happen sometimes when travelling in the autumn.

The next day we took a walk around Inverness before heading home. Looked at Matt Baker's Three Virtues, some graffiti in a back street and enjoyed again the River Ness and the Canal as we drove back home.

The birds have started to enjoy the plump hips on the Rosa Rugosa in Shieling and Studio garden hedges while we have enjoyed the sunshine and clear light.