Ecofarmer

re-settled in Hungary from Rochdale, Lancs, England, and into a little village, doing a bit of greenish farming hoping for a quiet life... but stuff just happens...

Sunday, May 31, 2009

golden jackal...

is called reed-woof in Hungary - as per the vicious beast fought in Arany's famous Toldi, and yes, Alan is sure he saw one - the one that eaten our veteran hens and colourful rooster. The English wikipedia and some Hungarian sites says it is now re-appeared and common after disappearing at the beginning of the last century; The Hungarian wikipedia says it's identification is debated - anyway, here is a picture from wiki - it's not even an endangered thing.

Otherwise, the second concert we've seen of the Pecs world music festival was very good, but a bit tiring as the middle -act Macedonian group was doing an hour extra - to audience demand - they were good, but not -that- good - a bit of variation was missing... Sebestyen Marta was as brill as usual.
Meal in Korhely was mediocre, we will give it a miss again for a few years...

I'm off to Budapest again tomorrow for a couple of days and on Wednesday back with Olga and granddaughter and co, they were waiting patiently for baby goats, but now decided, that the non-babies will have to do... Hope the weather picks up - clear but gusty and cold.

Inspected the new fruit trees, less cherries than last year, it seem to be bird-damage, the ones we found were lovely. It seems a good lot of peach or apricot for not yet 3 years old trees - don't know which at this stage.
The grapes are doing fine - will have a significant (to us) amount this year if all that visible will mature ok.

The lower garden looks so tidy and weedless, like if it belonged to one of the village old ladies, demonstrating good work by wwoofers and Alan. The new factory-rescue hens are laying beautifully, 4/5 eggs a day most of the time. Oh, and the insurance men fixed the storm damage, even replaced a few tiles in difficult places that were missing for ages but they were too far up for Alan to reach.

A nice portion of cut dill is frozen now, ready for the marrows...

you have to look up the picture of the golden jackal or nĂ¡di farkas
yourself, it wouldn't go into the blog, sorry.

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