31st August, 2023

The last day of winter was a typical Nasty Spring day, damp and windy to the point that it made simple chores difficult.

Both Star and Joey have now sampled calf muesli with interest. Getting them to look down in the feeder instead of to my hands is the next step.

Leigh put a round bale out on the 75 acres and another in the piggery paddock for the weaners. Tomorrow I will be locking up the ryegrass paddock to hopefully grow for hay.

Geoff discovered a leak in a decommissioned pipe in the walls of the house. The search for the join with the mains pipe meant digging up some garden. Murphy's Law says it was the one section of garden that was fully weeded, well mulched and growing happily. I think we managed to minimise the losses, but didn't find the join anyway. The next place to look is under a section of concrete path, hopefully that will bare fruit because plan c is pulling the wall apart !

Late nights at Woolies give access to deeply discounted perishables. Mostly they are left over for a reason, eg lentil soup of vegan burgers. Sometimes I get lucky, and tonight I picked up two batches of my favourite salad and five packs of crumbed chicken pieces. It all helps. I also bought half a dozen packs of small pears for $1.35 each, those are going to be eked out in Annie's milking feed, I hope she enjoys them.



30th August, 2023

After feeding milk this morning I introduced the calves to calf starter muesli. Well, Joey anyway. Star is still flighty. When he tried to suck my fingers I loaded my palm with starter and let it trickled down into his mouth so he could chew it. Alot of calves take some convincing but I had to stop before he did because I didn't want to over load his baby rumen. I left a handful of starter in the feeder and it was gone by the afternoon. This could have been the other cows or even the chickens, but he might just have finished it off on his own.

I had lunch at the Amish Teahouse with Robyn, it was nice to get together for a short while. She still has 28 cows to calve, calving started early in the district for some reason, but is dragging on a little now.

I found a job advertisement for a work from home part time position with Sheep Connect NSW. After a quick call to confirm that you didn't have to be located in NSW I decided to apply. It would be great to do something interesting and challenging from home like the Uni of New England job I had for a while.

30mm of rain overnight last night. I tell myself we will be glad for every drop later. There were two wedgetail eagles hunting the farm today, maybe looking for small creatures flooded out of burrows. I have two yellow and white iris out today, and some small purple ones.

29th August, 2023

Annie didn't give alot of milk today, half thinking it was because I milked her late yesterday so she had less time to make more ... but it wasn't that big a difference. Leigh was standing in the dairy chatting so maybe she didn't let down as well. Cow's hate disruption to their routine. Makes you wonder how they went as wild cattle. Maybe spent alot of time annnoyed.

I let Geoff feed the chickens today, tired of dodging the rooster and thinking that if he gets attacked often enough he might deal with the nut.

I booked the vet to come and dehorn and castrate Joey (Star seems to be polled), preg check Annie and Belle, and give Finn his boosters. If I pay for a drive out to the farm I might as well knock over a few jobs.

The garden is now full of daffodils, and even nasturtiums and californian poppies are making a show. I think it will be time to start picking flowers for the house.

28th August, 2023

I got up to feed the calves as usual this morning, but slopped out in ugg boots and pyjamas. As soon as I had fed them I put on a load of washing and went back to bed. As I had only one day off between weeks I figured this should be a day of rest. I ended up getting back up at about 10.40am before going down to milk and getting breakfast at midday.

I am trying the newest research on weight loss, eating for 10hrs and fasting for 14hrs. With my usual roster and getting up times the eating period that makes most sense for me is midday to 10pm. That means I eat after the morning chores and still have time for a meal after coming home from work. The second part is high intensity exercise, short bursts of raising the heart rate. I have yet to motivate myself into that bit.

I picked up chaff and another bag of powder to store in the old chiller ready when the current one runs out. Among other things, I use the chiller to store stock feed so that if I run out of something I have a full bag ready to go, meaning replacing it is never a panic.

The stupid rooster attacked me twice today, he keeps sneaking up behind me. Fatal mistake, his days are numbered. If Geoff doesn't take care of him I will, it's getting really annoying and sooner or later he will actually hurt me with his spurs. It's a pity, it's nice to see him leading the flock of hens around, but there are too many nice roosters around to put up with a nasty one.

I did a check of the fruit trees today. The peach, nectarine and plums are all in blossom. The dwarf mulberry has already leafed up and needs to get into a bigger pot asap. I am considering getting a huge pot and having it on the apron of the craft room.

27th August, 2023

Now that I am increasing the volume the calves are drinking, the intake of fresh milk goes up. Which means I need two small buckets of milk instead of one. If I am milking for the house that day as well the buckets have to be full. Which means that if the dogs get their cup each there is none for the pigs. They are going to miss that 10L of milk a day. But I think they are about due for the butcher anyway. I am glad I have the dishwasher, feeding calves generates alot of washing up.

Both Geoff and I went into work at Woolies at 1pm, and it was a huge day. Not sure if it was the weather or there was some event in town, but I think most of the north east went through the shop today.

26th August, 2023

Bleh morning, sunny afternoon, cold night ! They say snow down to 900 m.

The builder came today and finished putting on the doors for the craft room. He confirmed that it wouldn't be a big job to put a window in, but I'll wait until I finish paying for the doors for that. The new doors certainly cut the wind ! Next day off that it's sunny will be a painting day.

The cleaner came in again today. She vacuumed and steam mopped and wiped down the bathroom sink and cleaned out in the back area, a space that is very farm and very neglected. I worked through ahead of her tidying and sorting and between us we did about four hours of full on clean. 

It's very satisfying to get the house back into shape instead of walking into the place after work and feeling overwhelmed by the mess. Although I am working again tomorrow I can take it a bit easier in the morning because the basics are covered and the washing is done.

25th August, 2023

More rain !

I went and got a referral for a stress test for my heart and had an ecg done. The ecg was normal, and now I am to wait for the hospital to schedule my stress test. The ecg was needed for the heart study, and since I am getting everything else checked and tested this year it's a good time to establish a baseline for that.

I've moved the feeding station for the calves from the front of their shelter to the back gate of the house yard. They are mobile enough to come looking for dinner and know where their warm beds are to go back to after their night feed. 

I've now got Joey at 5 litres a day and Star at 4.5 litres. She's about 80% of his size so that intake is about right I think. I'll hold them at that for a week or so and make sure fresh calf starter is available for them to start nibbling on.

24th August, 2023

Well, poop. Foggy morning that usually means clearing to sun actually meant clearing to drizzle.

I put a second coat of primer onto the doors that the builder is prepping for the craft room. A third coat tomorrow and they can go up on the weekend. Then I can paint them whatever colour I want as soon as we get a dry day. I have a tin of blue outdoor paint ... but it's tempting to go a bit wild.

The sheep spent the day in the hay shed, they barely even tippytoed out for a drink on dusk. Must be nice to spend the day in bed in yukky weather.

Joey

Star

 Happy breakfast



23rd August, 2023

This morning the builder's offsider arrived at 7.30am and started work on the craft room doors. He's putting on two weather proof doors so I can start moving craft gear down into the craft room. The current screen doors will move to the outside position and provide ventilation in summer. I need to find a blocking cover for the high wall vents, in summer they will move hot air out nicely, but in winter I need to close them before even trying to heat the room.

I shut the gate to move the weaners into the ryegrass paddock and opened the gate from there into the piggery paddock so they could access water. I will be shutting off the ryegrass paddock for hay at the end of August so the weaners now have their marching orders.

I gave the calves more calf starter and opened the rest of the straw bale to make their bed thicker and bigger, allowing for a section that catches the morning sun. The chickens promptly spread it all over, so I will have to go back in tomorrow and rake it back up and fluff it.

While I was waiting for a script to be filled I went down to the Ellesmere Patisserie. I am a sucker for their new Greek pastries, particularly a vanilla slice made with baklava pastry (complete with syrup) and a texture that I suspect is something like semolina or polenta. I picked up one of those, two proper baklava and an almond scroll. I'd better make those last a couple of days ...

The new pizza place has made a big splash, not least because of their opening hours, 6am to 10pm most days ! The tourists will find that very useful, as the ones coming through from the Launceston Airport towards Derby often arrive after everything is shut. Word is Anabel's will open as a thai restaurant in October and that the old Post Office building will be a japanese restaurant. I'd be good with indian as an alternative, but we will wait and see.

Sarge and Suzie slept for a good part of the day. Have to love a good cuddle puddle. I wish the lounge was wide enough for me to join in for a nanna nap.



22nd August, 2023

Back to spring weather. Nasty spring and nice spring took turns today. Nasty spring is cold and wet and windy, Nice spring is soft and warm. Spring is characterised by random swaps between them. Often within hours.

The doors arrived along with all the bits and pieces to install them in the craft room. One step closer ! The builder should be arriving in the next couple of days. 

I moved Jaffa, Belle, Sorcha, Beanie and Moose into the fenced off section of the main paddock. The weaners had chewed down the ryegrass paddock a bit too far for a lactating jersey and two very pregnant beefers. I don't want to set off metabolic problems in the girls.

I moved the calves up a notch on milk quantity, they sucked it down with no problems. I think getting about the paddock helps move it through.

The rooster attacked me again. He's on borrowed time. The hens are starting to lay now though, another sign of spring. One little ISA brown is frequenting the dairy of a morning. She drinks some of the cats' milk and eats the grain and pellets that Annie spills. She can probably spend the rest of the day dust bathing and relaxing in the sun with those calories on board.

Here's a photo of Ox Boy in with the milkers.



21st August, 2023

I got up early and moved the sheep into the shearing shed to clean out for a few hours as the shearer wasn't due until lunch time. Fed the calves and back to bed for an hour and a half. That was an easy decision as it was drizzling.

The shearer arrived just as I finished milking, so well early, but early start is early finish. By the time I got done with processing the milk he'd crutched the two that needed it and had done six out of eight sheep for feet trims. I helped with the remaining two and then released them all back into the paddock where they pounced on the grass as if they'd been starving for days. Shearing should be late November.

The calves spent the drier bits of the day being cows and the wetter bits being lumps in the straw. When I went out to feed them at night the were a bit reluctant to come out in the rain. I'd bumped them up to two litres each so it was worth getting damp, but they didn't stay out to nag me for more. Nice to see they are sensible about the weather.

The skip went today, nice and full. Apparently the doors for the craft room will be delivered tomorrow and the work done either Wednesday or Thursday. Woo hoo !

Robyn got Ox Boy loaded without incident and Greenhams let me know he was in with some big fresian steers and seemed quite happy. He must find it odd not to be the biggest animal in the place.


20th August, 2023

It was a fairly changeable day weatherwise, but the calves enjoyed their second day of relative freedom. They stuck fairly close to their adult companions, but put themselves to bed in their shelter when the temperature started to drop in the afternoon.

I found homes for two more calves for Robyn, with two more enquiries hopefully to pan out. Ox Boy wandered again this morning but was easier to put back in with the girls, Robyn managed that without the bucket of snack. He goes on the truck tomorrow, I hope it's a simple load for all concerned.

The sheep are in the loafing shed for the night, ready for the shearer to come and crutch and do feet tomorrow. Their time in the main paddock seems to have improved their feet. Or the reduction in rainy days has. Either way, there's fewer limpy legs.

I checked on the radishes and some have come up, so I planted the next tranche. The potatoes and artichokes in the raised beds are not yet shooting, I suspect the cold nights nipped the potato shoots and they may have to try again.

The skip goes tomorrow, so I put the last of the rubbish and bale wrap and hay net in and put the lid down in case it rains tonight. It's a relief to get rid of the piles that had accumulated, some generated in the last year and some ratted out of various sheds in the domino clean.

Today was the first day since last autumn that I have been able to get a load of washing dry on the line on the same day it went out. Should that be the new yard-stick for spring ?



19th August, 2023

Yesterday was an early start at work and a very long day. 1.15pm to 9.15pm, supervisor all day and a very busy one. So very glad to get home. Too tired to type.

Two more calves from Robyn's to new homes. I have leads on three other people but no-one seems to be in a hurry to say yeah or nay.

Today I had a lady come in to clean, she spent an hour and a half vacuuming and cleaning while I got onto things I never usually get a chance to. I think I will get her every Saturday, I've been feeling quite behind and never catching up. It's a small expense but I will feel less overwhelmed. A bit of self care.

Ox Boy was back at the boundary fence today, so I walked him back up to the new paddock that the milkers were in. He'd headed the wrong way when the girls went up to milk and spent half a day hungry in an eaten out paddock. He was quite happy to get back to good grass and silage.

I let my calves out of their pen for the first time today, and they had a lovely day exploring and meeting other cattle and chickens. In the late afternoon as it was getting cold I put them back in their pen so they could snuggle up in the straw. Fed as usual later at night, I will let them out again the morning after their breakfast. I upped their milk ration as they will be using a few more calories now. 

I did four loads of washing and have another two to do, also just got to fold last weeks washing. A symptom of how behind I was. I also have half of the week before that's washing that did get folded but hadn't been put away.

17th August, 2023

The calves are going great guns. The weather is more drizzle or I'd consider letting them out of their hutch and pen to roam a bit and stretch their legs in a run. At least they are small enough that the hutch and the pen allow for some jumping and kicking. On Saturday, when I am home all day, I will let them free and see how they go with Annie, Flora and Little Moo.

I led Ox Boy out of the ryegrass paddock, across the main paddock and into Robyn's farm, and then in with her milkers. He will be going on the truck with some of Robyn's old girls on Monday. It's not that he's not productive, Little Moo, Jack and Flora are all pets, it's just that he's huge and destructive and breaks more things than all the others combined. He's just too tall for management here. At the moment he is lording it over the milkers (being taller even than the fresian girls) and enjoying the same ample diet they are, good grass and silage. He's happy as a pig in mud.

16th August, 2023

The calves were alive and had a good appetite this morning. It is always a worry when you change their feed and housing, as they are so fragile for the first couple of weeks. They slugged back breakfast and dinner and seem quite cheerful.

The weather was cold and drizzly today, I am glad the calves have good shelter and deep straw to curl in. The other cattle and sheep all have access to shelter, except for Jack and Gizmo across the road. Jack could stand to use some calories keeping warm, and Gizmo has nothing to do except eat and get fat so he's not suffering too badly either. When the 75 acre section goes they will join the girls over here on easy street.

I had morning tea with Michelle today. Michelle used to work with me at Woolies, was a dog groomer who groomed Poppy, and also runs the North East Animal Sanctuary Tasmania. Both the current girl cats came to us through NEAST. Michelle is recovering from an ankle injury and it was lovely to see her as she lives quite some way from Scottsdale.

I made an oven pancake for lunch. Three eggs, half a cup of milk and half a cup of flour. Mix to a batter, put in a preheated pan in the oven, with a tablespoon of butter. You can make it savoury or sweet, I like to drizzle caramel sauce over it before putting back in the oven to bake (190C for about 12 mins) and the caramel bakes into the pancake. It turns out about a foot across, similar to yorkshire pudding in texture.


 


15th August, 2023

I went and looked at Robyn's calves today, and she dropped two off to me. I had intended to pick up the little red jersey bull calf, but there was also a brown and white fresian x jersey heifer. Calves do better in pairs, so two it is.

The red bull calf, he is one week old.

The little brown heifer, she is 48 hours old.

They had been fed their breakfast, so I did their night feed as my first feed. They came right over to the peach-teat feeders and were no trouble at all to latch on. Once they reliably come for feeding I will open the gate of their hutch and they can mingle with Annie, Flora and Little Moo. Little Moo loves babies, and Annie seems to be keeping close by.


14th August, 2023

Another frost and another gorgeous day ... are we tippytoeing towards spring perhaps ? The plants think so. The pink rhododendron has been blooming since early July, but the plums have started to blossom. 

The little satsuma in the orchard.

 And the big wild plum on the boundary fence.

And the little garden plants that keep throwing up flowers all winter have really started pumping. 

Calendula, herbal as well as pretty.

Forget Me Nots

The radish seeds are up, so next weekend I plant the next lot. I think that while keeping things alive and free of pests and diseases was always a challenge, the real knowledge for a subsistance farmer was knowing how much to plant and when to ensure enough storable food and flow of the stuff that had to be picked fresh to avoid huge gluts and empty times.

The Victory Garden movement of last century actually provided information on how many of what to plant and when to sow each set for the number of people in a household. Information that once would have meant life or death for thousands of years for people who had no shops. I don't think we understand food insecurity very well.

Another trip to Launceston today, for my entry interview for the heart study. Next job is to arrange an ECG at Scottsdale clinic to be sent down to the heart study centre.

I picked up a bag of profelac gold for mixing with Annie's milk for the calf arriving tomorrow, and gathered the kit needed for quick mixing. I will be giving him half raw milk and half powdered milk and the best way to do that is 50/50 at all feeds rather than one feed of raw and one of powder. Consistency is important to their digestion when young, after a couple of months they can cope with chopping and changing.


13th August, 2023

There was a cracker of a frost today, followed by a glorious day. I hung the washing out straight away before breakfast to make the best of it.

After milking for the house I cleared rubbish out of the carport, implement shed and Poppy's shed. All straight to the skip. Then I moved four wheelbarrow loads of bale wrap and hay net into the skip, probably another four to go.


I cleaned out the sheep shelter and used sheep panels to put a little pen at the front and filled the back of the shelter with straw bedding for a little jersey bull calf coming from Robyn's on Tuesday. There's now fresh water, nice hay and a cup of muesli (calves nibble a little bit if given the opportunity) and the peach teat bucket is assembled and ready.

Had a nice little rack of lamb for dinner tonight, as the freezer emptying continues. It was delicious and tender. The dogs have benefitted from any freezer burned meat, and the chickens from old soups and other leftovers. At least we aren't wasting the discards. I finished the meal with strawberries and cream. Small luxuries.

12th August, 2023

Another early shift and no fun at all. Between 11am and midday was just nuts. Why does everyone get the idea to go to the supermarket at the same time when we are open for 14 hours every day ?

The weather was cold and windy but sunny, hopefully it will be sunny tomorrow when I am free all day to prepare the sheep shelter for the calf and throw more stuff in the skip.

I did three loads of washing tonight, it's going to be frosty so they will be fine in baskets until morning. It will save me a few hours of drying daylight when I can get them hung out early and might make all the difference in getting them dry.

I purchased a wireless phone charger as an experiment. They were $12.50 on special at work so I took a chance. Not unexpectedly it won't work with either of our push button phones and it appears that Geoff's smart phone isn't compatible either. It will charge my smart phone, which is handy because my main worry was that the charging port would eventually get damaged and it's so old there's no repairing that. Now it will only need to plug in if I am travelling. The outer casing is bamboo, which is a nice non-techno touch.



 


11th August, 2023

Had a phone call from Mum this morning to tell me her computer had died and she'd be off email for a couple of weeks until she could get into Orange to get it fixed. We spoke for half an hour, during which the kitten formerly known as Suzie and now more generally known as Shredder McGurk emptied the contents of a shelf onto the kitchen floor, pulled down the tea towel and hand towel, emptied a waste paper basket and confettied the contents, and tipped all the recipe books off the shelf. I suppose I should be grateful that she didn't tackle the basket of eggs next to the recipe books ... 100 acres to play on and she has to demolish the kitchen.

Sarge and Geoff are having a nap together. It's a hard life. Someone is a daddy's boy.

Rain again today. Having lived through droughts I am always reluctant to wish away rain. But...


10th August, 2023

Had a skip dropped off today, it looks like we can have it for a week or more, but I reckon I can fill it over the weekend. I've already put in three chaff bags full of dorper wool, the rubbish leftover from the craft room refurb and the cottage renos, and five chaff bags full of assorted farm debris including bale net and silage wrap. I haven't even started on the stuff in the implement shed, hay shed and carport, let alone scrounging among the paddocks.

9th August, 2023

Well, the rumble I heard that sounded like a huge wheelie bin being dragged around on gravel off in the hills somewhere turned out to be some space junk coming apart in the atmosphere. No wonder the dogs were going off. I couldn't see the trail of bits in the sky because of the fog.

Put up a pair of venetian blinds in the front bedroom window, replacing a roller blind that was a mould factory. I think that will be better health wise. Two more windows to go.

Leigh brought his fergie 35 with the front forks around and took a round bale over to the cattle on the 75 acres, they were pretty pleased to have that. He's going to kill one of the pigs in the piggery and use the forks to lift the carcass.

I finished the freezer stock take and now have a set of pens and a white board eraser and some coloured magnets to prioritise use of the frozen stuff. I will add dates as things get put into a freezer and if I can find a chart of how long various types of foods can be stored I can then flag when they are approaching the end of the line and need using up.


We had dinner at the Bunker Club with Juliet and Shane, there was a new menu. It leaned towards asian flavours and was very pleasant. Geoff tried a martini for the first time. I tasted it too, and I think it probably spoiled a good olive.


8th August, 2023

I did another draft of animals and the sheep are now in the main paddock with Leigh's weaners and the balance of my cattle. They can drift under the single line of electric that is blocking off the main part of the paddock so hopefully Toot will continue to be able to graze well. I shut off the piggery paddock so the grass can recover by the time I need to lock up the ryegrass paddock for hay. This will also prevent the bull being at the dairy gate and Ox Boy from reaching over the fence to the silage.

Annie was waiting at the dairy for milking, the first time she has been able to since the weaners were dropped on this side of the road. That will save me 20mins each. Robyn has offered me a jersey bull calf to raise. I think I will take him, I should be able to put him in the sheep shelter for the first few days until he gets the hang of things. If I put a bale of straw in he should be warm enough. Annie is producing enough milk for a calf and the house at the moment.

It was my first night back after the time off, and while it wasn't crazy packed it was really constant and I barely had time to scratch.

7th August, 2023

Had a trip down to Launceston today for a couple of medical things. I had to fast for some pathology for the Heart Study, but when I got there the paperwork had been sent to another clinic by mistake. The study clinic raced around to get the professor to sign new paperwork and get it to the pathology lab, but it still took from 10am to 11.30am before we got word the doc was in and could do the papers. 

By that time I had to leave for a menopause doctor appointment at 12pm. Only to be told when I got there that she was running way late due to an earlier emergency in the clinic. So I sat there until 12.50pm, spent half an hour in there, and then bolted back to the pathology lab to finally get bloods and a urine sample at 1.30pm, with half an hour left of my 15 hour fast limit.

From there I rushed around to Spotlight to pick up two more wooden venetian blinds as they were on a good special, and from there to Officeworks for a new office chair (mine has lost a couple too many bolts for safety), some little magnets and a pen/holder set for the freezer inventory. And next door to PetBarn for some arthritis supplement for Poppy and some treats for her and Finn.

At that point my blood sugar was reaching irritation level so I went looking for somewhere still open for meals and ended up at KFC. Not the healthiest, but a small chips and some hot and crunchy bits went down like gourmet food after so long without eating.

When I got home it was straight into milking mode. Leigh had let the weaners in with my herd, and among them is a young bull. He was picking on Flora and Little Moo so I wedged them out into another paddock and went back to get Annie, but the bull wasn't keen on me stealing more of his new herd and we had some moments. He followed us to the dairy and carried on at the gate while I milked, so Annie is now in with Flora & Little Moo and the sheep until Leigh moves him on, which I suggested might be sooner rather than later.

I've assembled the office chair, which is delightfully comfortable, and I think a quiet night is in order.

So, the doc is happy that I am doing the heart study, wants me to continue with the current menopause treatments, and is keen for me now to do the bowel scan sample that you get sent in the mail every year or so after you turn 50. I am thinking it might be simpler if they just organised a full body scan and got it all over and done with. I think the only thing I haven't got in the pipeline is a hearing check. 

Back to work tomorrow night. Sigh. At least there are a few things off the list, and a feeling of making progress is good for morale.

6th August, 2023

The day started off cloudy and cleared up to warm. I consider that a win.

I cleared out another raised bed for Calab to plant potatoes in and bundled up all the rose prunings to burn.

I went to Emma's baby shower (we had Ryan's birthday party last night) and had a nice latte spiked with chocolate gin.

Geoff found a recipe he liked the look of in the slow cooker recipe book and made a "coconut and squid hotpot", which turned out to be pretty much a seafood laksa. Since we really like a nice laksa that was fine. The recipe also called for some prawns, and he bought raw banana prawns. They turned out really well, quite sweet and tender. Alot of the time prawns seem to be overly salty and quite chewy.

I milked Annie later in the day as I am going to Launceston tomorrow and will have to milk when I get back. So I picked a time half way between her normal time and tomorrow's time so she would be eased into the later slot. On Tuesday I'll milk at the half way point again and on Wednesday back to normal.

Wednesday is dinner out at the Bunker Club with Shane and Juliet and their daughter and son in law. The Bunker has just reopened after renovations with a new menu. Anabel's will be re-opening in October as a thai restaurant and the Old Post Office will likely open by the end of the year, no idea what kind of food that will be. Anything but pizza, as there are now five places in the district that do pizza and another one coming. Indian would be nice.

I gave the pigs three buckets of surplus milk today, as I will be too busy tomorrow. And I would like to keep a larger amount later in the week to make dulce de leche. This is a milk caramel sauce and is absolutely delicious.

I checked the radish seeds that I planted a week ago, no sign of sprouting. Radishes are just about the fastest growing vege there is. Which is why they have kids plant them, fast satisfaction. So I don't know if it's too cold for them yet or they haven't like the spot. I'll give them another week and see.

I forgot to mention that the optometrist said my eyes were very healthy. This is always nice to hear.

Here are the new dining room venetians. Please ignore the kitchen table, it's stacked with things being sorted and relocated.



5th August, 2023

Woo hoo ! Sunny day. Hit the ground running.

Four loads of washing out. Weeded and mulched another section of the side garden. Cleared out two of the four raised beds down at the cottage and planted potatoes and jerusalem artichokes. Washed down another ceiling panel in the dairy. Put an estrotect on Belle. 

Calab, the tenant of the cottage, mentioned he has some seed potatoes, so next sunny day I'll clear out another one of the raised beds for him to plant in. I identified a nasty cotoneaster shrub to remove from the cottage back yard too. In an area that used to be a lovely stand of raspberry canes, but was sprayed for some reason by the terrible last tenant. I was delighted to find three raspberry canes still feebly holding on, hopefully once the overwhelming cotoneaster is removed they will come back.

The dairy clean has slowed, mainly because slogging around in the windy dairy with water in the weather we've been having is unpleasant. If I do one thing every sunny day sooner or later I will get there.

The rain last night filled the sheep foot bath to three times the optimum level and the sheep have flatly refused to walk through the deeper water. This weather is wearing thin, the relentless wet. Do I bale out the diluted water and start again or wait for it to evaporate a bit ? I imagine that with the current humidity the evaporation rate is close to nil. 

Just when I find a solution to a problem caused by the weather, the weather ruins the solution. I'll think on it. In the meantime I opened the gate in the last of the afternoon sun, the sheep having won that standoff. I guess I can't blame them, the water is icy.

The estrotect is an effort to figure out whether the young bull got Belle pregnant or she still needs to be AI'd. It's a sticker that goes on above the tail, so when she's in heat and is being mounted by other cattle the grey surface will rub off and the fluorescent colour underneath will show. It's used to show both that the cows is cycling and that it's time to do something about it.

4th August, 2023

More hideous weather. I reckon we've had over an inch and been well and truly battered by the wind. Blah.

Last night we replaced one of the old parchment blinds in the dining room with a new wooden venetian. Today I did the second one all by myself. I am chuffed and my supervisor, Sarge, approves.

The sheep walked out through the foot bath again, and I shut them back in just before dark. They'd already gone in by themselves, having had enough of the weather. I also had to drop part of the temporary electric fence shutting off most the the main paddock. Young Moose had managed to get himself under it but was too scared to come back. He spent most of the day wailing for his mum, so I rescued him and he ran for Belle, who started streaming milk as soon as she saw him coming.

I went into Scottsdale late in the afternoon to pick up some pellets and cracked maize for Annie's milking time feed. I was going to stop in at Ellesmere Patisserie to get one of their nice pastries or a cinnamon scroll or donut, but they were already closed. My taste buds had been preparing for afternoon tea and came home disappointed.

I have been doing a clear out, sort and inventory of the freezers. The laundry upright now contains colostrum in various sizes, while the laundry chest freezer is clean and empty. The three back verandah freezers have been done now and I am putting the inventory on the doors. Very organised and it makes finding stuff a breeze. When we do another sheep or steer for the freezer I will have to note what gets put where so I don't end up with stuff getting old and lost and freezer burned.


I had planned to go over to Westbury to visit the Tasbuilt show home and factory. They make modular homes and have an open day on the first Saturday of each month. However, I now have a birthday party on Saturday night, a baby shower on Sunday and a trip to Launceston for pathology and a follow up menopause specialist on Monday... so I decided to go next month. Maybe one of my friends will be available for a road trip and a lunch.

3rd August, 2023

The sheep let themselves out via the footbath overnight. Win ! I put them back in the shed with snacks at about 4pm and we can rinse and repeat for a few days and see how their feet improve.

The rescued rooster, Franklin, has hit stupid teenage boy stage and is suffering from testosterone poisoning. He has attacked Geoff once and me twice, but is still backing down from a direct confrontation. He has two options, grow out of it or grace the freezer. Which one of those it will be will depend on how many times he attacks before he regrows a brain.

I went and had an eye checkup today. My prescription has changed, as I suspected. It's only gone one step up, so my long distance glasses and reading glasses should both be ok for the moment. But I am springing for a graduated set which will have the reading prescription at the bottom of the lens and the long distance at the top of the lens. A bit like the old bifocals but without the abrupt change. These should be good for a few years and be handy on trips to seminars or to Launnie where I want to both drive and read over lunch.

I've adapted the claw of the milking machine to allow for better management of the milking process when sharing with the calf. I never know which quarters will have been drunk from, so using a twin setup rather than a quad, along with an inflation stopper, allows me to empty all the quarters without overmilking the half empty ones. I also struggle with the four-inflation octopus when putting the cups on, so this is a lazy way out of that problem too.

The air/pulsation ports on the removed inflations are covered with chair leg rubbers. These are not food safe, but don't come in contact with the milk at any time.

 A loop of food safe tubing covers the milk line ports and is removed and cleaned every day.

We reduced the air pressure in the quad tyres today. For some reason we'd been running them at 12psi and they should be closer to 4.5psi. This should reduce my chances of having a rollover if I ever get out of first or second gear and really get to hooning across the paddock.

2nd August, 2023

Cold and dank but not windy. Guess we catch a break sometimes. 

I folded washing, visited Siobhan and her current rescue babies (two roos, a pademelon and a wombat) and argued with the sheep about the foot bath.

Some of them braved it, some of them didn't. So I let them out for a drink and then put them back in. Hopefully tomorrow more of them will have been through it. If I can get them in the habit of going through even once a day that will do. Sigh.

And I moved the compost spinner to a sunnier spot. It's not composting at the moment because it's not getting above fridge temps. A little sun on the black plastic might work wonders. 

We have a few home maintenance jobs pending. The kitchen tap is dripping, the pressure valve on the hot water is dripping, and a power point it tripping a circuit breaker. It appears that it's the only power point on that circuit, which is strange but convenient.

I don't know where the day went. The critical chores, milking and feeding, all got done but it was nowhere near as productive as yesterday. There's that link between light/sunlight and energy levels. Maybe I need more vitamin D.

1st August, 2023

The nicest day we've had in months. And proof that a little sunshine is a big motivator. Don't forget you can click on the pic for more details.

Today I put the young bull back in with the steers, redid the electric fence around the silage, trimmed the grass off the fence around the ryegrass paddock, let Little Moo and Flora back in with the cow herd for the happy time of getting into a new paddock and let everyone in to the nice fresh grass in the ryegrass paddock. There was shenanigans, even heavily pregnant Jaffa was racing around with her tail in the air !

Then I ran a hot reel across the main paddock, locking it off for grass to grow, and put rescue floats in the troughs in the shut off area. These are pieces of wood that allow an animal or bird to climb out if they fall in. 

The sheep had spent the entire time since I set up the dry footbath sitting in the hayshed making googly eyes at me. So I got out the sheep crack (calf starter muesli, which is grains with molasses) and tempted them all down the race. They realised the gate to the sheep shelter paddock that Little Moo and Flora had been in was open, and they like a new paddock as much as the cows do.

While they were celebrating I put water and copper sulphate in the foot bath and worked the straw in so that it was firm to walk on but would allow the mix to well up around the sheep's feed when walking. 

They had no intention of coming back inside on such a lovely day, so tomorrow I will bring one of the dogs into the paddock to trick them into retreating into the shed. As soon as they are down the race I will take the dog out, reinforcing the "shed is good, race is worth braving" lesson. I figure if I do this once a day it should only take a few minutes and give their feet a good treatment.

I am not sure if I am medically affected by the cold and dark on the miserable days, experiencing SAD, or it's just that the cold and dark that make working unpleasant and my motivation is insufficient to overcome that. But I can certainly feel the difference in energy levels between days like today and days like yesterday.