We gave ourselves a bit of a treat last week, and stayed at the Farm three nights. Its only five minutes from both of our work, but the difference in how we feel once we’ve been home here at the FarmHouse for just a short while, is immense. Pretty sure if we bothered to check our blood-pressure, you’d be able to actually watch it going down… We’re slowly working up to spending longer and longer stays at the Farm, as our obvious aim is to be moving there. (duh!) We’ll be there a LOT over the coming weeks, as we’ve both taken some time off. This is the time of…

This fortnight, fencing started on the western boundary at Strigidae. In swooped our ninja-smurf in shining KingGees and his trusty steed (dog) Diesel once again – and the business of pulling down the old fence began. Some of it just needed to be looked at, and it fell to the ground, however other bits took a bit more effort – but with the assistance of a snatch strap, a ute, and some creative driving, it didn’t take our lil ninja long to have it all done and dusted. Pretty impressive actually…! One thing we did learn that day though: when you’re working in mid-thirties heat and sun, do not drink a…

We decided to take all the dogs out to the farm last week. (sorry – forgot to take photos!) We’ve taken each of them singularly, and take Digby out most times – as he just loves playing up and down the fence line, with the dog from next door. They just run and run, and it’s brilliant exercise for them both. But we decided it was time we got brave and just did it! For the most part it went fairly well, but of course molly had to have a barkathon breakdown at one point, so it’s going to take some definite supervision and boundary setting for just which behaviour…

If you don’t deal with us on a regular basis, there’s something you probably don’t know….we’re carb-whores. Serious carb-whores…! We have yet to meet a pasta or a potato that we didn’t like – but our biggest downfall without any shadow of a doubt – is bread. It doesn’t matter if it’s a mass-produced sliced white, or a hearty mixed-grain roll from a bespoke back-alley bakery – we’re ready, willing and able to tuck in and scoff it down. Of course with this whole bread-whore proclivity, comes the obvious problem of our waste-lines. And no, we don’t mean waist-lines, ours have gone waaaaay past waist, and moved right on to…

Its been a busy fortnight, with a lot of small jobs being done – and a couple of big ones started – but its also been quite hot over the last 2 weeks – so that tends to put a bit of a dampener on us getting too much done. Especially when it comes to insulating, or jobs that need to be done out in the yard – if its in full sun. We try to save these jobs for days when its overcast, or try and get to them early or late in the day – when the bite has gone out of the sun, the cool is around,…

We’ve had a couple of beautiful cool blustery days, and cold evenings, which we know is going to give way soon, only to be followed next week by some fairly serious hot summer weather –  but right this minute, the late afternoon shafts of sunlight are coming down through the trees spot-lighting the thick still-to-be-mown grass, turning the deep, rich greens to emerald brilliance; and the shadows cast by the tall gums along the fence line are lengthening, as the day slowly draws to a close… There is a brick new-build going up a couple of paddocks over, and it has risen from the ground with such astonishing speed, that…

” Get a puppy she said…it’ll be fun, she said…” Those word resonate around our home with great frequency at the moment. Probably about 30 times a day it escapes the lips – sometimes through gritted teeth – of one or the other of us… If we ever decide to think about getting another puppy – please – someone – remind us that we’re too old for this shit…!!! Digby the Farm dog is 16wks old now, and we’ve had him for just over 4wks. He’s a rescue dog, and was one of a litter of 15 apparently, that was surrendered to the local rehoming/rescue service. He’s definitely one feisty…

Its a hot afternoon, and the weatherman keeps threatening/promising that storms are on their way – and for the last few days there have been beautiful thick bulbous black clouds rolling in from the south, but apart from a brief mid-afternoon downpour on Saturday – which just further added to the humidity – and there was another on Monday evening; but other than that, we’ve yet to see very much come of it… We’ve had a bit of frustrating weekend. The ride-on has again thrown a tizz, and the blades aren’t rotating. We think that maybe the fan belt has finally stretched out that bit too far, but being that…