17/05/2009
Well another weekend is behind us. The time flies by so fast these days it’s scary. I wake up on a Monday morning and blink and there the week is gone. I still have a long list of things I wanted to get too and the time is gone. I suppose I made a few changes. I changed the curtain hooks in Michaela’s room so they hang a bit higher and in so doing saved me another bout of sewing. The lounge painting (first coat only) is complete at long last and I have purchased the supplies to paint the doorframes and window sills too.
The grey water pipe repairs are still waiting to be completed. All my bright plans for Johnny this weekend came to a grinding halt as he had a breakdown at work and worked most of Saturday daylight hours. While I’m frustrated that it didn’t get finished I’m resign to being patience. A trait I seem to have less and less of as I grow older. The orange tree which I purchased two weeks back waits patiently to be planted in the ground. Oh where does the precious time go?
I have been reading up on the net regarding the diets of goats and I see that goats find lots of nutrients in weeds, so today while in the garden I plucked out a few dozen (boy do they grow like wildflowers) and recycled them to the goats. To my delight the goats found the weeds nice and juicy and munched them down quickly. The guinea pigs got the thistles and they enjoyed those too. Much of the front garden was worked in today and although the garden still has plenty to be done it’s taking the shape of our inexperienced hands nicely. Johnny attacked the far side of the rose bed with the tractor where the ground cover had just been left to run wild before. The roots were so deep and strong it was impossible for me to root them up with my humble garden tool. It was a Herculean labor and I was glad for the help of the machine. Perhaps there is light at the end of this tunnel after all. Thank goodness for tractors.
I made contact with a very helpful lady who runs a goat club and has dairy goats at the moment. I’m rather disappointed that I didn’t get hold of her before I bought the Boer goats. I’ve enveloped them into my heart and there is no way I could swap them for two dairy goats in stead as she suggested. I’m going to try and convince Johnny to have both. What is the harm? These nanny goats have won my heart and are part and parcel of our family now. None the less Monday night we will visit her and see her goats. I’m rather excited about it too.
This afternoon we went to look at the Dexter heifer which is in calf up the road from us after David contacted Johnny and told him that he has a heifer for sale. She is the most beautiful creature and very friendly. She has never calved before but she looks healthy and strong. A cows gestation period is nine months so we should have a baby around January. David reckons she had run with the bull for about a month so he’s certain she is pregnant but to be on the safe side he will put the bull back in with her to make sure. This means we will have to wait a few more weeks. I suppose it doesn’t matter really but we are eager to get her home. We gained a fair bit of insight from David about where to find cattle stores and fly tags which are used to keep the buffalo fly off the cows. Apparently the flies attack the cows’ eyes and cause a lot of damage there. New experiences and learnt information have become so part of us that it’s easy to forget that we never knew them.
The stray cat is making more and more relaxed visits. By george, I think it’s becoming domesticated! Its favorite place at the moment seems to be staring at us through the double sliding glass door in the kitchen. Jonathan was able to hand feed it tonight. He has named it socks due to the white feet. I’ve given it much thought and don’t have the heart to be a willing participant in its death. The RSPCA will not be able to re-home it and its fate is in my hands. Having a cat is good as I’m sure the snakes are kept at bay due to the cats’ presence. Okay another animal to the list.
I’ve been spending a lot of time down at the pond feeding the ducks and taking a few moments out each day to read my book down there. It’s wonderfully relaxing. Today the birds tried to get in on the action too but were rather wary of me. They stayed in the distance watching and waiting for a piece of bread to fly astray their way. I even had a Galare. That is a pink and grey cocker too like bird.
Jonathan came home from his rugby game and was rejoicing because he scored a try in the game. He really enjoys the rugby game so much and it’s wonderful to see his excitement and enthusiasm about playing.
Well another weekend is behind us. The time flies by so fast these days it’s scary. I wake up on a Monday morning and blink and there the week is gone. I still have a long list of things I wanted to get too and the time is gone. I suppose I made a few changes. I changed the curtain hooks in Michaela’s room so they hang a bit higher and in so doing saved me another bout of sewing. The lounge painting (first coat only) is complete at long last and I have purchased the supplies to paint the doorframes and window sills too.
The grey water pipe repairs are still waiting to be completed. All my bright plans for Johnny this weekend came to a grinding halt as he had a breakdown at work and worked most of Saturday daylight hours. While I’m frustrated that it didn’t get finished I’m resign to being patience. A trait I seem to have less and less of as I grow older. The orange tree which I purchased two weeks back waits patiently to be planted in the ground. Oh where does the precious time go?
I have been reading up on the net regarding the diets of goats and I see that goats find lots of nutrients in weeds, so today while in the garden I plucked out a few dozen (boy do they grow like wildflowers) and recycled them to the goats. To my delight the goats found the weeds nice and juicy and munched them down quickly. The guinea pigs got the thistles and they enjoyed those too. Much of the front garden was worked in today and although the garden still has plenty to be done it’s taking the shape of our inexperienced hands nicely. Johnny attacked the far side of the rose bed with the tractor where the ground cover had just been left to run wild before. The roots were so deep and strong it was impossible for me to root them up with my humble garden tool. It was a Herculean labor and I was glad for the help of the machine. Perhaps there is light at the end of this tunnel after all. Thank goodness for tractors.
I made contact with a very helpful lady who runs a goat club and has dairy goats at the moment. I’m rather disappointed that I didn’t get hold of her before I bought the Boer goats. I’ve enveloped them into my heart and there is no way I could swap them for two dairy goats in stead as she suggested. I’m going to try and convince Johnny to have both. What is the harm? These nanny goats have won my heart and are part and parcel of our family now. None the less Monday night we will visit her and see her goats. I’m rather excited about it too.
This afternoon we went to look at the Dexter heifer which is in calf up the road from us after David contacted Johnny and told him that he has a heifer for sale. She is the most beautiful creature and very friendly. She has never calved before but she looks healthy and strong. A cows gestation period is nine months so we should have a baby around January. David reckons she had run with the bull for about a month so he’s certain she is pregnant but to be on the safe side he will put the bull back in with her to make sure. This means we will have to wait a few more weeks. I suppose it doesn’t matter really but we are eager to get her home. We gained a fair bit of insight from David about where to find cattle stores and fly tags which are used to keep the buffalo fly off the cows. Apparently the flies attack the cows’ eyes and cause a lot of damage there. New experiences and learnt information have become so part of us that it’s easy to forget that we never knew them.
The stray cat is making more and more relaxed visits. By george, I think it’s becoming domesticated! Its favorite place at the moment seems to be staring at us through the double sliding glass door in the kitchen. Jonathan was able to hand feed it tonight. He has named it socks due to the white feet. I’ve given it much thought and don’t have the heart to be a willing participant in its death. The RSPCA will not be able to re-home it and its fate is in my hands. Having a cat is good as I’m sure the snakes are kept at bay due to the cats’ presence. Okay another animal to the list.
I’ve been spending a lot of time down at the pond feeding the ducks and taking a few moments out each day to read my book down there. It’s wonderfully relaxing. Today the birds tried to get in on the action too but were rather wary of me. They stayed in the distance watching and waiting for a piece of bread to fly astray their way. I even had a Galare. That is a pink and grey cocker too like bird.
Jonathan came home from his rugby game and was rejoicing because he scored a try in the game. He really enjoys the rugby game so much and it’s wonderful to see his excitement and enthusiasm about playing.
farm life really seems to be doing you well. I am highly jealous. Maybe one day I will be able to have a blog and tell of my challenging/fun days... Nice to read about it too...
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