Sometimes days become weeks quicker than time allows for documenting them.
With Matthew clocking up in excess of 30,000 k's on his new car in the past couple of months, we seem to have just enough time on weekends for him to leave us with the following week's instructions before he heads down the road again. With irrigating and fencing taking up much of last week, as well as a day's preg-testing (not difficult when most were springing), some fighting bulls to contend with, a sick pigalet (who didn't make it), a computer break-down and rats auditioning for cirque-du-soleil in the ceiling, it was a week I was glad to see end.
It began and ended with trips to Bottle Tree.
These little darlings popping up everywhere.
The kids moved fifty cows onto Grandad's mountain.
Dad providing ample instruction,
giving each rider a position,
pointing out potential trouble-spots,
and running over Mother's list of safety concerns.
Of course with an average age of 10, there was really nothing they didn't already know!
Cows enjoyed some fresh feed and barely lifted their heads the entire trip, making an easy ride for the youngsters.
This week I need to clean the house before a special visitor arrives at the end of the week. Unfortunately that wasn't mentioned when my list of "if you're looking for something to do" jobs were handed over. Sorry Grandi, you may have to take it as you find it! See you soon.