The first day of spring today, quite chilly, sun and cloud. This afternoon I spent some time standing in the orchard listening to the birds sing and the breeze rustle the grass, it was very peaceful.
We had snow on Mt Barrow again this week, quite a decent fall this time. Saturday was glorious though, no wind and some serious sun. The best of Tassie winters. More rain coming this week, but we are still 2 inches below average totals for this time of year.
No word on the hospital job, no movement at May Shaw, nothing special happening at Woolies. Still trying to identify the perfect small business that will let me work from home while doing stuff I love. I guess alot of people have that problem.
The day after the vinyl was done in the old office we found a leaking water line that looks like it could be leaking into the septic, and causing the overflow. This discovery was followed by 53mm of rain so although we fixed the leak it will take some time to see if the area will dry out. So the new toilet is on hold for a couple of weeks to see what the septic will do.
We are getting the odd egg, from four different hens I think. Maybe two or three a week. The flock is quite old, one of the hens is from the first lot we got from Arfur at Ringarooma. We don't need alot of eggs now that we aren't selling them, so I don't mind.
Mae is down to 4 litres of milk a day and is eating her muesli most days. She now has a little friend, Star calved on Tuesday and has a little angus cross heifer named Rani. Rani is a little wild child, full of confidence and opinion. She and her mum and Mae spent a couple of days in the hayshed (where she was born) out of the wild cold snow weather, but all are now with the herd and she is making the most of the room to run. I have only milked Star once, as Rani is keeping her udder cleaned out, it's only a little heifer udder at this point. I added the couple of litres to Mae's milk that night.
The loafing shed had a blowout, concrete cancer is eating one outside wall. Matt Cassidy came and looked at it and gave us a plan for reinforcing the wall and taking the weight as old age gradually nibbles away at the very thin concrete wall holding the roof up.