Must have been very wicked in a past life. Because there is no rest for the wicked and that cow bellowed half the night. I have no idea why. Her calf was with her. But still she mooed. Disturbing everyone’s rest. Though she is fine today and milked very well. Forty pounds of milk which is 18 1/2 kg. And that was just this morning after her baby had had a big drink. Though he is more of a sipper than a drinker and growing like a weed.
So I actually started work outside earlier than usual because if I was out there with her she was quiet as a lamb. We shifted Molly yesterday to the other side, she is limping and feeling down at the mouth. She will have a good rest and a few aspirin over there in that big cool barn and go back with Manu for the summer when she is healthy again. Her babies are thoroughly enjoying having the feed bowls to themselves.
Fencing. Lots more to do.
And digging all the thistles out of the asparagus bed. Which is a nasty job. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty.
So I am writing to you to say hullo as we eat our scrambled eggs and gulp coffee and catch up on all those other things before going back to the asparagus beds.
Talk to you tomorrow –
Have a good day