Thrills and spills.

I have been trying to blog since the 12th, but internet has been very patchy. So patchy I cannot get it to upload photographs, so I am going to give up and publish post without any this time.

Written on 12th May: The weather has been mixed. We had thunder one day but we needed the rain. Plenty of wind for the wind turbine (just over 20,000 units now in 19 months). Plenty of bright light for the PV. Windy sunny days obviously very productive!

Great excitement: Prasad heard the corncrake yesterday. Not too far from Haunn. Farmer saw 2 Snow geese yesterday. When we first moved here in 1994 the snow geese came in every April to nest here. They diminished in number and finally about 10 years ago they stopped coming.

Lambing is nearly over. This afternoon, some walkers called in to report that they had seen a dead ewe near the Whisky Cave with bleating lambs near it. It is always appreciated when people come across something like this, that they tell us. It is difficult for a farmer to be in every corner of the farm all of the time at lambing time, so walkers' eyes are useful extra pairs of eyes at this time of year.

Farmer went off to bury the ewe and try and catch the lamb. It was quite clear when he got there that this ewe had not died from any illness but that she had fallen off the cliff. I won't go in to detail on the blog, but poor thing. The lambs had joined up with other ewes and lambs and he would have endangered them all if he had tried to catch them - high risk of mis-mothering at that time of day, and high risk of cliff-falls too. So not a good day in that aspect, but he will go back tomorrow and try again.

Charlie the pet lamb is still not a very good feeder. He is about to move into the Shelter so he can have access to fresh grass.

Farmhouse is busy with preparations for Farmer leaving on his annual walkabout. Have a look at the ForArgyll website for details. The Contractor came over this afternoon to talk to him and see where the cows and in bye sheep are, and to get last minute instructions. We are very lucky to have folk relatively close by who can come and look after everything and it is much appreciated.

I will write again soon.

Sunshine and no showers - yet

Marsh Marigolds down by the boathouse.

The 60 Cheviot Gimmers, lambing for the first time, are nearly finished lambing. Early evening sees teams of 'little angels' playing together, jumping down rock faces and kicking up their hind legs.

Rockpools reflections in evening light, looking back into Calgary Bay and towards the Beach.

We are getting to grips with the new management programme for Conservation. It is quite complicated having done things for 15 years in a certain way, to suddenly have different dates and grazing rhythms with complicated stocking densities to remember. When we walked round the farm last summer with Dr Tom Prescott from Butterfly Conservation Scotland, he was keen to help us get the right system in place to continue to improve the quality of the bio-diversity on our fields. And it all seemed quite flexible whilst we walked through fields knee deep in flowers. But as soon as you sign on the dotted line it becomes inflexible and we have to hope, at this stage, that we have got it right! Time will tell, and a review is built into the 5 year scheme anyway.

Water Avens, by the old boathouse.

Beltane is the day each year when the bull goes out. This means that the separation is ended and he runs with the cows for the next few months. On Tuesday our older cows go to Market in Oban. We are selling 4 cows, 2 of them with this year's calves. One of the cows is one of our first home bred cows - No 7. The others are Highland Shorthorn crosses we bought from one of our neighbours. It will be sad to see them go, and the dynamic of the herd will change without them. It will take a while for the new order to establish.

Loading the cows into the lorry Tuesday morning.

In March, in Berlin, at the inaugural VESTAs European Sustainable Tourism Awards, we were chosen as one of 6 'Outstanding Examples' of European Sustainable Tourism in the Accommodation Category! We are chuffed to bits with this recognition - we were nominated by Visit Scotland after the Thistle Awards last year, but never thought a small business such as ours would have a chance on a European level - still can't quite believe we have! We did not travel to the Reception in Berlin - too far to go for just one evening we felt.

I have just bought sleeper tickets for our trip to London Green Tourism Week in June though! We were told in February that we had been shortlisted for the GTBS Gold Star Awards, and a couple of weeks ago, we were told that we are now one of the Finalists! The email informing us of this great bit of news said that we are "now officially one of the top 2% of Green Tourism Businesses in UK and Ireland" - so that feels pretty good too. No pressure then... The winners are announced at a Reception at the Royal Thames Yacht Club, and we decided this time to go - as we can do the whole journey effortlessly by train. Quite excited about being in London for a day.

Tractor in garden - again. Thank Goodness it is dry.

Work continues apace on the office extension. The bulk of the woodfibre insulation arrived before Easter, and the roof pitches were fully insulated and covered in 2 very long days. The second of which our builder was on his own, so ably assisted later in the day by Farmer.

Today has been one of those incredible days, when I feel more than lucky to live here. We sat having a mug of tea in the sunshine outside the back door this afternoon, looking at the bluest of blue skies, clear air, fresh luminous green leaves on young trees we planted a few years ago, birds singing, swallows diving, breeze blowing. The weather today so very different from one of those dark winter days when the sky barely lights up at all, with wind howling, and rain pouring. So very different as to feel like a parallel world. Perhaps we wouldn't appreciate days like today so much if we didn't have the wild wet wintery days to remember.

The number of lambs is increasing and we are slowly finding homes for the puppies. Daughter, Friend and I delivered one to Lochgilphead on Friday, thinking we would avoid the traffic, but forgetting about the Mull Music Festival and ending up having to drive a very long way as the Oban boats were all full for the way back! Stopped at Kilmartin House Museum which is a great little museum and the girls enjoyed re-visiting the museum and we had lunch. Daughter has made a very mature decision (with no arm twisting) not to keep a puppy so we still have that one (girl) and one other (boy) to find homes for... do get in touch via the website if you can give either a home. A working home would be preferred but a good family home will also do!

Thrift, below the Treshnish Cottages.

No miracle pulled out of hat for rural schools in Argyll.

Clachan School take a good look inside the Council Chamber.

On Tuesday Argyll and Bute Council met to decide on whether to send any, each or all the 12 threatened schools to Public Consultation. For these schools it will have been a charged, tense and harrowing day but outside the Council Offices at Kilmory (Lochgilphead) the sun was shining and the atmosphere was strong and defiant. A&B MSP candidate Mike Russell (SNP) was there as was Jamie McGrigor (Con). Jackie Baillie (Lab) and Mike Russell sat in on proceedings in the Chamber, as did some school children from North Bute. There was some inventive demonstrating and some great chanting, singing and even members of a pipe band. Ashfield School, similar in many ways to Ulva School, was given a reprieve but the 11 others were voted to go to Consultation. And if nothing is done to stop the process they will have to endure a further 6 months of tension, stress and uncertainty before they know whether the schools will stay open or not. This will mean the school children, teachers, parents and local communities will experienced a rotten, uncertain and extremely stressful 12 months.

Easter Saturday. Glorious sunshine. Bright blue sky reflected on bright blue sea. Hazy horizon views from Toechtamhor windows disappearing into faint clouds over Rum, Skye, Muck and Eigg. Lambing continues, perhaps a third of the way through. Farmer out at any time during daylight hours, checking the two flocks. Alice, Agatha (in photo below with her first lamb) and the gimmer Cheviots are in Scoma (the field with Medieval ruined settlements near the Point). This is a good field for lambing with plenty of grass and good shelter should we get those drying cold north winds. Luckily too, there is a route round it suitable for the quad bike.

For the first time (appallingly) since lambing began I accompanied Farmer and Jan (who is gently returning from nursing mother to working dog role) on an evening patrol of the field. Agatha came jogging up to the buggy thinking she was going to be fed - she has a fine young lamb now of her own. Alice is yet to lamb and Daughter is anxiously waiting for that event. Everything seemed fine, ewes and lambs mothering up, and those waiting to lamb grazing normally. One sitting on her own over a slight hillock, cause for concern. Binoculars out. Can't see anything untoward but move in closer to double check. She doesn't get up when we approach. Farmer gets down from buggy, and walks steadily towards her. Tail raised, you can see a head poking out. Farmer leaps as she begins to run. Farmer grabs her hind quarters and hangs on, slides over turf dyke on his belly, she can't get away. These Cheviots are alot bigger than Blackies, and more difficult to catch. In a trice Farmer has safely lambed her (in photo below). The head is larger than normal from the pressure of being a hung lamb, but it will return to normal in a few days. Heaving the mother into the back of the buggy, and placing the lamb in the recycled mineral bucket for safety on the journey back to the farm. Good job done. Back to the farm. Penned off so they can mother up.

Missing lambs in the inbye fields. Twice in the last few days Farmer has seen a ewe with twins in the evening and gone back the next morning to find there is a lamb missing.

In the 1970's there was a scheme called the Hebridean Bulb Venture which was set up to encourage farmers and crofters on islands like the Isle of Mull to try other crops. These daffodils in the Kilmaluag field are all that remains here of a failed attempt at early 'diversification' - in order to get a good show of blooms we have to keep the sheep out of this field!

Before going back out to check the sheep on the hill Farmer put 2 bat boxes up on the north wall of the Recycling Shed today.

Huge amounts of wood-fibre insulation arrived this week for our roof. It is being stored in every available shed. (thank goodness the cows are out on the hill now). I am shocked by the quantities of building materials this project is using, however you try to minimise the impact on the environment. We have become big time consumers, and I don't like it! Even if it will make the farmhouse far more energy efficient in the longer term.

All kinds of things going on, and puppies growing on..

The farmhouse repairs are not finished but we have moved back in as Studio is now booked through the summer until September. Living in Studio for 2 months was a useful way of making sure it worked as a living space - and resulted in a little furniture moving (my favourite) means the sitting room feels refreshed and the kitchen enjoying a change as well. In addition, buying a small (low energy) TV for the main bedroom so parents can watch TV in bed, if they want to, once children have gone to sleep in the cosy boxbeds!

The farmhouse now has running hot and cold water again, with a working bath and loo (what a relief) and one day soon (I hope) we will have zoned central heating which will enable us to heat different areas of the house at different times. The ancient heating system we had before was all or nothing - I am appalled to admit there were not even thermostats on the radiators, so we will save energy with the ability to control!

As there is residual damp in the thick stone walls we are using breathable (woodfibre) insulation and Earthborn Claypaint which we haven't used before - these paints have no plastics or vinyls in them and will breathe with any moisture present in the walls, rather than blister or peel. It is lovely paint to use - a limited palette of colours which is quite a relief compared to the excessive choice of Dulux world. We have used LED lights in the kitchen and 2 of the darker rooms in the house, and what a different the spread of light makes. LEDs are low energy to run but expensive to buy initially. They pay for themselves in 2 - 3 years apparently and last for 10. (we'll see)

Where floors had to be replaced (rotten joists and the like) we have used reclaimed Junckers from the same source as used for the cottages - this time the batch we were sent (having not gone to look at it first) is covered in sports pitch lines so the floors look like jumbled up linear abstract paintings. (nice winter occupation with a blow torch to remove the lines? or careful siting of rugs?) And the leaky draughty north facing windows have been replaced by aluminium clad wooden windows giving these rooms a noticeable silence in a gale compared to before. The adhoc 'team' of local people working on the house have been fantastic, working hard and consistently - hopefully we will be finished soon!

What have we learned from renovating the house? It will never be as energy efficient as a modern house in terms of consumption, but it will be much better than it was before - using 'airtightness spec' round the windows, some additional insulation in walls, and controllable heating.

In a parallel world, the farm has been moving towards spring. New grass is slowly beginning to grow in the in bye fields; primroses are flowering in sheltered corners away from browsing sheep. Lambing is due to start any day, so Farmer is busy keeping a look out for any earlies. He is particularly anxious about the Cheviot Gimmers (Alice and her pals) who are lambing for the first time. Daughter's focus, I have to admit, has been transferred onto the seven growing pups, who consume alot of her attention. This is perhaps a good thing as previous to their appearance she was planning a private maternity bay for Alice in the stack yard, with 24 hour nursing care. Perhaps Farmer will be able to leave Alice to do as nature intended after all and just keep the usual watchful eye at an appropriate distance!

The cows are out on the hill with their calves, and fending for themselves much more. In the few days of heavy rain earlier in the week Farmer was tempted to bring them all back into the shed for some shelter but decided it was better not to interfere. The pre-lambing gather and treatment was done a couple of weeks ago, with the old team helping out.

For a long time Neighbour and His Cousin from Dervaig helped with gathering the sheep in off the hill, and at fank work over here, and Farmer would repay the favour helping out next door - a process known as Neighbouring, and a lovely tradition it was. But more recently the system has changed, and whilst Farmer and Neighbour still help each other out in other ways and at other things, Contractors have taken over the role of 'Neighbour' (whichever side of the boundary fence you are on). So the usual team is now Contractor and Neighbours Cousin from Dervaig, but Contractor had something more important to do (getting married!)(for which we all send Congratulations!!!) when we need to gather for the 'pre-lambing Gather' so the old team of Neighbour and Cousin came in to help instead. The ewes were given a treatment against worms and fly. This is very similar to the treatment they would have had when we were farming organically, they were allowed one prophylactic worm treatment a year and this is the time of year it is recommended to do it, prior to lambing so that they pass protection onto the lambs through the milk.

In late autumn Visit Scotland asked if they could nominate us for the first ever VESTAs European Sustainable Tourism Awards. Great, flattering, but not a chance of winning we thought! In February I realised that I had been ignoring an important email from the organisers of the Awards, thinking it was junk mail. It was only the words 'EXTENDED DEADLINE' which finally caught my eye. Oops. This was an extended deadline for nominees to complete a Profile Form so that our business could be profiled at the Awards Ceremony in Berlin. The questions were interesting (clumsily translated from German into English) and seemed geared towards far bigger businesses than ours, but I persevered and sent some photographs.

We decided early on that we were not going to accept the invitation to go to the Awards Reception in Berlin on March 11th. (As we try not to fly, it would have involved days and days by train - for a 2 hour Reception....I don't think so.) Imagine our surprise and delight though, when we heard that we did 'win'. We have been selected as one of 12 'Outstanding Examples' of Sustainable Tourism in the whole of Europe!! A small enterprise from a remote corner of the Isle of Mull.....it hasn't quite sunk in yet.

Tweets... the first Swallow. Garden full of daffodils. Goldfinches at the bird feeder. Wheatears. Wagtails. Frogspawn. Larches greening up. Strange cars on the road. Signs of Spring. Of Summer. Yesterday was windy but with balmy air out of the wind, and warm milky sun. Lovely to see familiar faces as regular guests return and to meet those experiencing Treshnish or Mull for the first time.

Treshnish is now on Twitter. I haven't quite got the hang of it yet, but finding some interesting Tweeters out there - like Guardian Eco, Lucy Brown and Scots Renewables.

At last some photographs of the puppies dotted through this posting. We still have a few boy pups to find homes for. Their father Cap is an incredibly good natured dog with a huge out-run, born and bred as he was on the high hills of Glen Lyon. He is good at going the distance when gathering along the headland, running up and down the cliffs. Jan their mother is happier in fields but useful on the hill too. She also has a keen eye and would work until she dropped given the chance. Please email via the website if you are interested in giving one of these pups a home.

Pre-season busy-ness

Puppies photographs and news of what has been happening on the farm in the regrettably long interval between posts will appear soon....

Puppies, sunshine and showers (of snow)

We are amazingly busy just now and so I thought I would show you some photos and will write more words another day.

Seven puppies born last Sunday. Mother and Pups doing well. If anyone can give a puppy a good home, or a rewarding working life, please get in touch. Five boys and two girls. And a power battle between Farmer and Daughter versus Me as to whether we keep one or not.

The neat job done in the Ensay Burn woodland. Cutting back the invasive rhododendron ponticum.

Sun in between showers.

Turbine Services came to service the turbine. Luckily they chose the day after the storm - if it had been too windy they could not have safely lowered the turbine for servicing.

Zoning in the farmhouse. (These gleaming copper pipes will soon be hidden behind a wall - I hope)

An eventful week

After so many months of waiting, the HWE plumber finally came to sort the weeping joints on the wood chip boiler pipework. I think it was more than he had bargained for. Not only did he nearly have to return to Fort William on day one for more fittings (luckily a rummage in Farmer's steading loft uncovered some bits he could use instead), but the boiler house had more leaks than a colander, and at 9.45pm in the evening of day 2 (he was still working) he heard a strange noise in the boiler flue, and when he lifted the air vent flap was mightily surprised to find the piercing eyes of a sooty tawny owl staring at him. Farmer and Daughter were home, and Farmer rescued the poor alarmed bird unharmed. Thankfully the flue pipe was cold as the boiler house pipework was in bits at the time. All credit to the owl saving plumber from HWEnergy for not only did he work until 10pm that night, but he was back the next morning at 9am (day 3), and by the time he left he had replaced every joint in the container. That is nearly the end of the 'snagging'! We only had one night without heating, and the job was timed to happen when the Treshnish cottages were empty.

On Thursday, Farmer had a day trip to Oban. He was there for all of 20 minutes, having left home at 7am, he arrived back at 3.30pm! The old Massey tractor took its last Mull road trip as far as the ferry at Craignure, and was loaded onto a lorry on Oban pier. A quick turn around - as Farmer jumped into the replacement orange one and got on the next ferry home. There will be no problem seeing which field he is working in this summer, as the orange is very bright. After a meeting at the school, we rushed home to see the new (to us) tractor for ourselves, expecting to find Farmer beaming from ear to ear with pleasure now that he finally had a tractor with a radio that works and an air seat to boot. 'Bracken bashing' will be undertaken with renewed vigour this summer I suspect as a result.

Anyway, imagine our dismay when we found Farmer in the yard, emerging from underneath the tractor with no memory of a beaming smile to be found on his face. This long awaited tractor would not start, would not move. Several phone calls and a futile search for the instruction book later, after a calming cup of tea Farmer and assistant mechanic Daughter went up to have another look. Half an hour, peace restored to the farmyard as Farmer found what the problem was and after replacing the missing pin, which had dropped into the mud below the tractor (luckily not onto the 30 miles of road between Treshnish and the ferry), the orange tractor was ready to go again.

Part of the irritation about the tractor not working once he got it home, was tied in with the fact that the new wee digger (also orange) was taken off on a trailer the other day to Salen to be mended..."all that glitters (or is orange) is not gold"....

Builders continue to re-construct the farmhouse, wires dangle from replaced ceilings, plasterboard goes up, more building materials arrive, clocks ticking. We were waiting for the Pavatherm in order to start replacing the old windows on the north side of the house. (a complicated detailing using carefully selected tapes and seals, to cut draughts, aiming to minimise heat loss) The bales of wood fibre insulation arrived on the island just as we discovered that the cill extensions we needed had not arrived with the windows themselves. Oops. A three week delay whilst we wait for them. Exactly the amount of time we have before we move back in. Plenty of time to admire the insulation while we wait. Made from waste wood, easy on the human using it, and easy on the environment. It will stop condensation forming from warmly heated rooms meeting thick stone walls with their historic dampness.

We received a load of hay and straw today, which the new tractor was able to unload with ease. (The reach of the loader means we would be able, in an emergency, finally to lift bags of wood chip high enough to drop into the hopper). The cattle shed is brimming. Enough straw to build a house.

Brownie and one of his mates (Brian?) wait for their feed in the morning. The weather has been mainly glorious. Birdsong with optimism around the bird feeders in the garden, and Jan's belly is filling out as the day for the pups to appear looms ever closer. We are all quite excited but totally unprepared! We are about to first time canine parents. Luckily Jan has had puppies before and clearly enjoys being pregnant. If it is possible for a dog to look happy...

We have had a steady trickle of cottage guests since Christmas, having short breaks and longer stays,enjoying the spring like feel to the weather, and the longer days, whilst the island is still quiet. We were wondering yesterday if the corncrakes born at Haunn last summer will come back and nest here this year. Time will tell.