January 18 2015
Indi swooped in at
breakfast time when she came up to check her bees and put a clip on the lid of
her beehive. She tells me that the bees are very busy transporting pollen back
to their hive and have settled down well. She has plans to build a round yard
to work horses in and save money so she can afford university next year. In
fact she is bursting over with plans and seems to have lots to look forward to.
We have had a productive
week with two German wwoofers staying in the donga. These young men are the
same age as my eldest grand son who has gone to Germany. He is staying with his
girl friend in the same area our wwoofers came from so I have lost one and
gained two, so to speak. These
guys are good workers and have done all the jobs that I was finding too hard.
They have cleaned up
the rest of the old drive way and taken all the fallen timber to the burning
pile. They have also used the weed wacker on the long grass by Edd’s shed so
that we can get at the rubbish buried there. I am very keen to get all the
burnable material away from the farm buildings as we enter the worst fire risk
period so I am very grateful for the help.
My job has been to
keep everyone well fed. Luckily with Edd’s help raising seedlings we have a
good supply of vegetables. Lots of tomatoes, cucumber, squash, mizuna, rocket
and lettuce as well as basil for pesto. I have harvested all the garlic and we
have started eating the capsicums from last years’ plants that I over wintered
in the house. The eggplants and
beetroot still need to grow a bit larger and the potatoes have just come into
flower.
The grass has dried
off in most places and the sheep let us know it was time to start feeding them
barley again. The horses and pony are still fat and the cows are on Brian’s
hill so they are probably slimming down. The goats are still giving lots of
milk and I still make cheese every day.
We had a very sad event because Edd
found that Vera (a large golden goat) was dead when he checked up last thing on
Wednesday night. She had her head through the rails to get at the hay bales we
stacked and another goat must have wacked at just the wrong time and angle. I am sorry to have
lost her. She was unusual in that she had never given birth but she produced
lots of milk. With out the stress of pregnancy she had grown very large and fat
compared to her twin sister.
This leaves us with 24 goats including the two
goatlings who come in to be fed twice a day in the bale. I am busy writing a
business plan to try and work out if we could make cheese and sell it on the
open market. It has taken me ages to analyse this years accounts but the actual
plan is not so bad because there is lots of help on line. Last time I wrote a business
plan was in Yuendumu in the early 90’s for Skill share and we just had to plagiarise
a plan from someone else back then.
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