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I have lost count as to what day we are in but it does not really matter at the end of the day. Life continues not necessarily as normal but almost normal. Feels a little bit like holidays at home with a bit of working…

Mr bunny was terribly sorry this year, he had an accident and lost all of his eggs on the way through a hole in his bag. So all the lovely easter eggs are now spread across most of the farm, ~10 acres.

Did a stroll down to the alpacas with Jolan, our daughter. The halter we brought did not fit any of the boys or girls so we just fed them and progressed towards building a little bivy out of old branches and tree bark.

Over the last weekend we had a delivery of Macrocarpa firewood and also got a lot of old pine out of our forest, all piled up ready to be split.

Found some Rosellas and Mr Naughty was over at the neighbour’s and was thinking what to do with the pheasants but decided quickly to let them be and carry on.

We have been busy on various little projects to keep us busy. From cooking to exercising, watching some movies to projects outside.

Day one of not going out to anywhere, not having contact with anybody outside the property in an attempt to flatten the infection curve. National state of emergency.

A memorable sunset // NZ commences a few weeks of ‘lockdown’ in attempt to flatten the curve to fight Coronavirus.

I love details, hence macro photography is always a cool thing for me. Here’s a picture of one of our common visitors, a praying mantis. While common, I still find them fascinating little critters.

Funny to see the cat getting quite intimidated by the arrival of the ducks behind her and starting to freak and run away when one of the ducks started picking the cat’s tail.

It’s been a long time we had some cute calfies arriving here. Yesterday was the day 3x cute new calfies arriving. They walked down the driveway into the shelter and are now happily mixing and mingling with the horses.

One afternoon, there was Wasabi waddling around the paddock and there was a bunch of fluffballs tumbling after her, 15 little duckling.