So while the alignment of the planets didn't seem to shake our world too greatly, it was a rather fitting end to a week that included:
A Farmer's Wife. The very happy winner of a contest on AFW's blog I was absolutely delighted to flick through the pages of this beauty and will be sharing in the near future. Thank you to my lovely farming friend in WA, and I do hope it rains for you soon.
3. We had an extra youngster in the house this week, daughter of our neighbours who had to attend to business in Brisbane. As an only child, I understand she is still recovering from the general noise, mess and calamity that is our life, at last report still sitting in a corner, sucking her thumb, quietly rocking.
4. There was a ridiculous amount of baking, including choc chip biscuits, date and walnut rolls, carrot and vanilla cakes. Most of which was used at our Interschool Sports Carnival on Friday (see below).
5. The Interschool Sports Carnival which saw our small school victorious for the first time in many years. Wallace scored an Age Champion Trophy and performed high jump like the Karate Kid.
We're off to the District Carnival this week. We might be small fish in a big pond there.
6. I began a blitz on this garden bed which in latter years has become more and more of a snake haven. With the assistance of two children and a Stihl chainsaw it's coming along quite nicely. Photos to come.
7. Ready to move the chooks onto one of the old vege beds, I did a quick walk through and came up with an assorted bunch of eggplants, beetroot and tomatoes.
The eggplant bushes surprised me
with at least ten small eggplants appearing.
Moussaka, here we come. The chooks will have to stay put a little longer.
8. This truck was advertised for sale in the bible of the bush, anybody interested in a cattle truck please leave your details below. Only driven on Sundays by a little old lady.
9. Feeding up yesterday afternoon, we were surprised by a most unwelcome visitor. A rather large wild Boar was seen scouting the perimeter of our pig paddock. Wild Bill and his posse were straight onto it. We don't tolerate porcine hanky-panky in these parts. We have enough trouble with the domestic animals.
10. And then, just for fun and because the sun was shining, we made hay. Hundreds and hundreds of square bales, which still need to be picked up and put in the shed. Known affectionately as idiot bales in these parts, as the 'smart operators' all make large round bales which are moved with machinery only, not like these little devils which require a fair amount of hands-on .
11. Dad had a haircut.
What a blessing the girls are now up for this task.
12. There was a fair amount of horse-riding.
In the houseyard.
And now, I have idiot bales to pick up. Hope your planets aligned this week.