Our first arrivals

Bright clumps of yellow daffodils hug the edges of fields and bluebells flock the woods. In the distance you can hear the bleating of lambs calling out for their mothers and tractors hogging the winding back roads.

After about a year of looking for the ideal piece of land to farm in the West Country, Kumar has finally found and bought 18 acres in Devon, which sits North-West of the Dartmoor National Park, nestled in-between the small village of Bratton Clovelly to the East and the Roadford Lake to the West.

If all goes well, we’ll be moving to Devon in May from Kent and renting a small cottage in the village of Lifton, only 15mins away from the land and close to the Devon-Cornwall border.

It’s lambing season and farmers are busy. Molly has been helping out on a nearby farm lambing 300 ewes for the last two weeks. On top of lambing and mucking out pens, she has been looking after a small gathering of lambs which have come from those ewes who gave birth to triplets. We’ve been given two of them to start our own flock in Devon and have named them ‘The Devon Dusters’. The’re called Mo and Dusty.

Mo, the 'The Devon Dusters' lamb with Daisy
Myself (Daisy) with Mo
Molly bottle feeding Dusty
Molly bottle feeding Dusty