What a day here. Our visitors had the chance to see a baby cria that was just born. I have to admit that we could not witness the birth itself, at lunchtime it was not there and – pop – all of a sudden an hour later it was there. A boy, but we do not have a name for him yet. Need to have a think.
Crisp winter mornings are fun to watch with the fog and the clouds moving, building up and disappearing again.
The first flood this winter has arrived. Usually, we have 2 or more of those events, but this year is the first time we have been having some fun in it. After all, why not?
Rain and mild temperatures have led winter to the land. The trees have dropped their leaves and the moss started to grow. Browns and greens and the dominating colours, the red and yellows have almost gone.
Here’s the rain that is supposedly to end the drought.
Another summer has gone by and autumn came, dry and cold.
While we had no guests, have not been out to see any people and had no coffee other than the home made one due to COVID-19 lockdown level 4 and 3, we fixed a few things around the farm, moved animals around the paddocks and got more feed in.