This morning I woke up late. The fire had gone out. It was blowing a gale outside and bucketing down with rain. All at the same time. I launched myself out of bed.
I fed everyone in the barn (all the pigs are bad tempered and squabbly) then Boo and I brought the sheep through to the Salad bar paddock so they can shelter in the rat house. Boo just wants to get them in a mob and hold them there, running around them in circles then Ton and I try to move them forward, but it works in a staggery kind of way.
I am back inside now to find dry clothes before I go out again. My outdoor clothes are made for cold not rain and my hair dripping. I Still have the West barn steers to do – the dogs are standing in the rain waiting for me – I will drive around this morning – and then I can gather a few armloads of fire wood, chop the kindling, change again, dry my hair, light the fire and make the coffee and a scrambled egg with parsley on toast for breakfast.
Then back out to the barn to open the central pen for Sheila, she will still be able to go in and out but it is time for her to be able to get over to the South side of the barn where all the light is at this time of year.
I had better get to work.
See you tomorrow morning!
Your friend on the farm