I have been packing. I hauled my silver suitcase out to the barn and weighed it on the feed scales. And I am just under the allowed 50 pounds. So barring any last minute additions (JOKE) I should be ok. Being overweight in the luggage department is a very expensive exercise nowadays. Air New Zealand is very strict and allow us 50 pounds and no bloody more.
John purchased a trailer load of scaffolding pipe a while ago from the Surrogate Milkers brother, at cost. An incredible score. So now the fencing work is roaring ahead. This is the first of the gates he has made. He is using all the left over pots of old car paint on them, after the red, there is blue or white. I said no to the pink and yellow!
Snap. Bad peahens on the porch again! All the doors were open yesterday, a beautiful day.
Yesterday was quite divine and a perfect day for a meeting between the Kiwi Builder, The Matriarch, The Contractor and the excavator/concrete man. They all argued to and fro determined not to give an inch on their departments high standards. I asked them sweetly to move everything back four feet when it looked like the roofline was going to take out the tree in our sunrise view. So they did. And the little weeping cherry will be carefully dug out by the exavator man, who cannot bear to lose even a young tree. He wandered out into the yard with his orange spray can and decided where he would plant it. So it will have a chance at survival at least. If not I will plant two more in the spring. That is the rule, lose one – plant two.
The Kiwi Builder has given me his NZ grocery order; Chocolate Slabs, Pineapple Lumps and Crunchy Bars. I hope you are going to share, said his boss The Contractor. The Kiwi builder and I looked at each other and laughed. Yeah Right!
They will only lay the foundation concrete next week. In fact basically they will make a really big mess then all sod off and wait for the next thaw to do some more. They have assured me that we will not miss out on much, except a big concreted hole resulting in the total destruction of my front gardens which I would rather not see anyway! All the good plants are already shifted.
Two more sleeps, then California, then on Thursday off to New Zealand, surely it is time to panic.
The Daily View and Daily Temperatures are suspended until Boxing Day because this Farm Blog will soon seamlessly morph into a daily wandering Travel Blog with Food.
You all have a lovely day.