Words flow when I’m excited, upset or angry. Having a rant or getting nitty-gritty isn’t a problem. But the gentle, dry autumn weather has soothed and calmed, I feel peaceful and relaxed. The words in my head are amorphous, languid and nebulous; hardly entertaining for a punchy, pithy post.
Munching on my toast this morning, having just finished a book, I let my mind wander. A daydreaming of sorts, maybe more a mulling over a jumble of images from the last week or so.
How bizarre they seem.
A room full of young, beautiful girls, make-up, hair, dressing-up, chatter, laughter, nerves…
A week ago Monday Pavla put on an autumn fashion show. She asked if I would be one of the models (no, definitley not one of the beautiful young things). Busy and hectic, it’s a long and tiring day; adrenalin pumps, nerves rattle but it’s fun, exciting and over far too fast.
Cattle slowly moving down the race and loading on to a cattle truck…
Tuesday week a group of cattle went off to their new home including Heather and her baby calf, Ling. They arrived safely and the purchasers are delighted with them.
Stock moving, sheep sorting, jam jars of sheep shit…
Last Wednesday was hectic and tiring.
We brought the young stock back to the home farm. We want them nearby now so when the weather changes they will be close at hand and easy to house.
Sorting, dagging and grouping lambs. In the autumn I take a pooled faecal sample from the lambs so the vet can do a worm egg count. It’s important in an organic farming system to know how the young stock, in particular, are coping with internal parasites as we don’t use anthelmintics (drenches) routinely. Adults, both cattle and sheep, build up a resistance to worms
Tractors, trailers, trucks, lights and filming…
First thing in on Thursday morning Olly, with tractor and trailer, and I, in the truck, take a steer and some lambs to the abattoir. I’m lucky enough to have a small butcher’s abattoir, with an organic licence, in the village. The travelling time is only ten minutes; this keeps stress to the animals at a minimum.
Back home to wash and change then into Crede where Pavla has a days filming for Westcountry Live doing a piece that will be part of a series called “Making It” – about people who jacked in the old job to take a risk and do their dream job.
Straw, barns, pressure washers…
The following day its back to farming and getting the cow palace ready for occupation. Pressure washing drinking troughs and feed bins. Making sure gates are hung correctly. Strawing down the yard and generally checking all is ready for the coming winter.
So when the weather breaks, which it is threatening to do this evening, the tranquillity I’m basking in will disappear too. It will be time to bring the cattle in and the start of the winter routine.