I am pretty excited for this week , actually just tomorrow evening specifically when Sally returns from her first globe trotting adventure.
Flying in from Osaka Japan, she’s been on farms, monasteries, and meeting politicians and farmers from all around the world.
I have been home in charge of the wombats.
I’m not allowed to say I have been babysitting because they are hardly babies and also you can’t use that term when they’re your children – apparently it’s commonly known as parenting.
I think I could have handled it if we hadn’t all – including me – come down with a gastro bug.
I told them all they had to cook one night each week, plus take turns to do the washing and other chores, and I managed to bluff them for the first week , but the wheels fell off in the second week.
I am so grateful for family and good friends that helped me out when the chips were down.
The farm needs Sally back as much as I do.
There’s baby calves to be looked after everywhere, and whilst we have a team, she’s the guru and the problem solver.
Six inches of rain at the start of a growing season in which we are short of irrigation water was a pretty remarkable occurrence.
Lots of clover struck and no ryegrass, which was weird given we had no summer rain to damage seed.
The disc seeder is on the go topping up ryegrass in paddocks and we are following it with irrigation before the new seedlings get moisture stressed.
We’re also hoping to have cows back out eating grass by the end of the month.
We had another pallet of chocolate milk which got lost in third party freight this week and therefore didn’t make its delivery deadline.
We wear the financial loss again but the bigger damage is reputational.
I really don’t want to get in the freight business, but that is where it’s heading.
