Category: Sustainable farming
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The gangs all here
Aunty Del has come back to the home paddocks. She very happily leapt up into the stock trailer and I drove her over from the West Farm. I missed her. She brought Lady Astor’s bobby with her. She spent quite a bit of time leaning over the fence watching Wai the litte rescue potbelly waddle…
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You sure?
BooBoo comes with me every evening to put the cows through to their evening field. We have to move Lady Astor far away from the barn where her big calf sleeps or she opens the door and lets him out. He is stood here looking at me for the “bring ’em up” instruction. When I…
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What happened?
I am sitting here in the early morning, listening to the dawn (though it is not quite dawn) chorus of the chickens in their hen house. They do this every morning. Noisy calesthenics. They screech and bob and call out for up to a minute – the lot of them – not just roosters –…
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Wai’s eyes
While we forked hay up into my hay wagon and dragged the trailer up to the corridor paddock to make the hay into a haystack… A very rough looking beginning to the haystack but it will do. The grass had been down too long to mold into a waterproof shape. Wai shouted out from…
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As the trees grow
Every year I plant as many trees as i can buy or grow or find. And one thing I have noticed about the mornings is how loud it is with bird song this year. Especially the cardinals. I seldom see them as they love to be high in the trees and nest in the thickest…
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