It had been raining all day and it showed no signs of stopping all night either. But the next morning, the sun came out. Mrs Keighly put out all the damp clothes and rugs to dry at the farm. “Hey! Why can’t we too dry out in the sun?” suggested Jugs, the cock, whose feathers […]
Halley was treated like a princess at the farm. Farmer Copper and Mrs Copper were very fond of their daughter and spoilt her thoroughly. She was completely lazy and always throwing tantrums. Roger, the farm dog, spoke about it to Chip, the cat. “I think we must teach her how to behave better. The master
Ley Lines are the alleged alignments of ancient sites or holy places, such as stone circles, standing stones, cairns and churches. The publication of ‘Early British Trackways’ by Alfred Watkins in 1921-22, sparked an interest in Ley Lines. He said that he could link a number of ancient landmarks by a series of straight lines,
Mr Tell was a big man. He spoke about ‘taxes’ and ‘rents’ and all the farmers treated him with great respect. So, he had become very pompous. He was to visit Farmer Fowler to check on his farm, the accounts, the animals and fields. “Let’s give him a proper reception!” said the animals, “The farmer’s
Lance was Farmer Solly’s son. He was at school most of the time, but came home for holidays. He didn’t like the farm animals. “They are so smelly!” he would say. However, he liked to climb up trees and eat fruits and ride the pony. One day, he tried to climb up a ladder to
Lenticular Clouds are stationary lens-shaped clouds that form in the troposphere at high altitude. They are normally aligned at right-angles to the wind direction. They are regularly found near mountainous areas and can appear singular or stacked like pancakes. Lenticular Clouds are different from other clouds because they are stationary. They re-form continuously over the
I am Brownie, Mr Douglas’ horse. On market days I take him with a cartful of stuff to the village where he sells it all. He gives me oats and hay while I wait. On some days I work on the farm, taking him to the fields, collecting fruits and vegetable, carrying some of the
“Who named him ‘Pell’? It doesn’t make any sense!” said Winnie, the goat. “It’s short for Pelter,” explained Jacob, the horse, “He’s always in a pelter, running around frantically.” “He’s rather foolish for a dog,” said Winnie, “I suppose we’ll have to look after him till he grows up and becomes sensible.” And that’s how
This mysterious person wearing a military uniform with a gas mask covering his or her face was observed to be walking the same route quietly in a Swiss forest for 10 years. Tales of Le Loyon have been reported in the woods of Maules in western Switzerland for the past decade. An unnamed amateur photographer
Misty, the duck, was a great favourite at the Ingle’s farm. She was a wonderful story-teller. Her stories were loved by all the creatures. But that day, there was no sign of Misty. The ducklings were wandering around looking very lost, till Bessie, the brown hen, took them under her wing. Where was Misty? The
There was a furore in the chicken coop one night. The hens fluttered and squawked and the rooster crowed. The dogs began barking. A fox was trying to dig his way into the coop! No one on the farm liked the fox who had once earlier carried away a hen. The farm animals and birds
The farm lay quiet at night near the mountains. There was a faint rustle but no one awoke, not even the dogs. On the window-sill was a large jar of honey that Gladys had forgotten to put away. A large, dark shape came to the window, took the jar and vanished. When Gladys came in
Lake Anjikuni is in Nunavut, Canada. In November 1930, a Canadian fur trapper by the name of Joe Labelle was amazed to see all the villagers gone. He found seven sled dogs dead from starvation and a grave that had been dug up. He found unfinished shirts that still had needles in them and food
William, the sheepdog, was keeping a watch. There was a dance at Farmer Oakley’s barn. Everyone had come in fancy dress. It made William feel very uncomfortable. ‘I can’t recognize anyone,’ thought William, ‘What if a stranger gets in? A thief? No one will know!’ So, he was on guard when he saw a shadow
Tony, Farmer Giles’ son, was coming home! The farm animals had decided to welcome him in style: with music and dance! “Let’s forget the dance,” suggested Molly, the cow, and the sheep agreed. But the hens, the ducks and the goats decided that it wouldn’t be a bad idea. The rooster was to lead the