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 …

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 …

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 …

An announcement as we run

Sometimes you just have to run.  And yesterday evening The Bobby was doing just that. After waiting out yet another strong storm, standing in the drenching rain and high winds, there was no way he was going in for the night.  He just ran. Running rings around me.  So I left him out. We will …

The Flying Scots-Man

Our Scotman has arrived on a plane and now we have a full complement of workers.  Last night he and the girls all went for a walk after dinner – I think they are going to get along just fine.  Wai the rescue potbelly pig refused to let Alissa cover him while I was away …

Two lost heifers and a steer

Today we will finish chores quick-quick  and then drive up to the airport to collect the fourth member of our mid-summer team. Michael – he is Scottish. And will be staying a month. That should be fun.  So today I will leave you with these photos and get busy on the farm.  These three took …

Calf in Car

Every time right?  Every calf finds its way into the boot of this car.  It was not hot or anything yesterday but still the cows found the shade and stood about gossiping. And the pigs took to their wallows. The skin on Wai’s neck is coming away now.  There is pink tissue under the gunk …

Never Enough Flowers

I cannot get enough of this field of wild flowers.  It is so rare to get such a perfect stand. I have a feeling it will be one of a kind. And this year will be its best year. A little gift for us to wander in when life gets tough. I know Sheila is …

Baby Crying

Holding back milk is something I never thought Lady Astor would do. But over the last week she has been letting less and less down for me on our once a day milking. And as you can imagine this has resulted in an udder with a wee problem. I increased her milkings to twice then three …

Rocks in the fields

The kunekune in their little field. They looked like rocks didn’t they.  Poppy  (in heat) broke out of her field and into the kune field the night before last looking for a boar. Poor Tane hid in his little house again and Poppy was escorted back to the rat house paddock  (she whined and cried …