:: ‘Quickly’ checking the cross-bred lambs on the irrigated lucerne on Saturday morning turned into Saturday afternoon… Bloody sheep.
:: While we were there we checked on the growing oats too, you can see them just after they were sown here. Grown much?! They’re about waist high on Matt (who is 6’4″) now.
:: Following the leader (after requiring some assistance to get un-bogged…) through my favourite part of this place, to a little barbeque in the scrub for lunch.
:: Of course crawling into a cave is a great idea. Matt disappeared well into this cave, crawling his way along whilst I had a heart attack on the outside.
:: Noticing the small things amongst the big things.
:: Noticing the big things amongst the small things.
:: Follow your nose home through ‘Willalooka’, over the hills and our old crumbly farmhouse is somewhere over yonder.
:: I spyed this little one on our way home with his head stuck in the fence, I gave him a hand but he wasn’t loving life. Poor sod. Lambs – born to die I tells ya.
:: My new satellite dish does not an idyllic farmhouse photo make. But…it gives me faster and more reliable internet so I will embrace it. Or obscure it. Or photoshop it.
Joining in with Em over at The Beetle Shack this week. Pop over and check out little Elke, that baby is pure deliciousness.