If you have been following our intriguing story of farm life, you will know that our farm is very small – about 260 Hectares. Our next door neighbours are enormous. Their farms range between 2500 Ha and 12000 Ha.
Often the one farm's fences are down. The owners don’t stay on the farm and umpteen phone calls are wasted tell them about their fences. Now this is to our advantage because we often sit on our veranda and watch the giraffe and kudu come and drink in our stream. It is fab and it feels like we live on this glorious, exotic game ranch. (Which of course it is)
This week though the fences have been a pain. Our calves of last year that have been separated from their mothers have found where the fences are down and you know what children are like. They always think that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence.
Last night again we were missing six of them again and Richard had to go searching for them again. This is on his birthday that he has to do things like this, but farmers of old say that if you work hard on your farm on your birthday you will enjoy good crops and healthy herds.
I am sure this is true because last year on his birthday he was ploughing and getting the field ready for the planting season and we had a very good crop of sugar graze to feed the cattle.
This morning we had to dip and inject for ticks and all kinds of other mean things that attack the cattle at this time of the year. It is the rain and new grass that cause this. The babies that have been born over the past two months bellowed to such an extent, I am sure you could have heard them 50Km away. They must have thought they were being separated from their mothers. The mothers also go into a panic and want to push down fences to get to their babies while we are busy spraying them.
We worked with a school this weekend so go and check that out.
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