On the way to collect the pig food this morning, I saw a naked man emerging from the lake. He was close enough to the road for me to get the impression that the water must have been rather cold. On my way home twenty minutes later there was no sign of him, his dozen or so companions (including an older gentleman dressed in a dark suit), nor the small bus they travelled in.
I don't remember anything like that ever happening in Gibbston Valley, but wouldn't it make a great opening scene for a book?!
Life has rolled on since my last post quite some time ago. I need to ease myself into a proper update, so will keep this brief - well at least my version of brief. Let's just start with a head count.
In the new Bannockburn house are myself & The Boss, Mouse & Dukkah the Maine Coon cats, plus space for our four vineyard workers when they're here from Vanuatu.
Outside the kitchen door lives Noodle the Jack Russell terrier. Her new kennel is positioned to give her a panoramic view of our rabbit populated twenty acre property along with a good vantage point to bark at passing joggers.
The golden pheasant run contains four girls and two boys, including our incubator hatched boy Beep.
Four of the five Gibbston kune kunes share their paddocks with Petunia the large white sow. Petunia's eight weaners are divided into two groups of four. They live next to the cow paddock. It's home to a growing beefie steer, a nameless mother cow, her month old son Bam Bam and our friesian calf Dino.
On the other side of the pig paddock, our landlord's dozen or so chooks free range around their paddock, while my embarrassingly large chook family lives in a deer fenced enclosure.
The landlord's sheep are currently grazing in a neighbouring vineyard. They're busy lambing, so my livestock duties include daily visits to keep an eye on them.
The Boss has kindly agreed to me dubbing our new home "Quaffing House Estate".
What I've learnt recently:
1. No matter how much you worry about unwell pregnant ewes, it won't stop them from dying if it's meant to be.
2. Poking in your newly planted garlic bed won't make things grow any faster.
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