Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Just like the old days ...
One of my favourite memories of the farm, is of days past, when the number of visitors was small ... ... on days when the weather was mild and you could spend time there as if you were the only folk around for miles.
Yesterday had that sort of feel to it. Cloudy, a spot of drizzle at times, everything green and miles of ground to cover with a small group of friends.
Omkara, Isabel, Heidi and Oliver meandered all day together.
Our early morning visit to the vege patch was pretty special. We saw such wonderful food growing and just when we stopped to pick a Raspberry each from a large growing bramble, a gardeners head popped out. In her hands was a huge tub of Raspberries. Every few days with all the rain and growth she's been able to pick abundantly, jams have been made, berries have been frozen and she was only too happy for the children to take lush handfuls each to munch on and enjoy.
Cow milking was fun, few folk and lots of turns as well as brushing Patsy for ages.
The baby ducks are still covered in down and looking soft, yet almost as big as their mum. Anytime, overnight now, that down will be long white feathers and there'll be more big ducks for us all to enjoy.
Lots of work was happening and Oliver loved that. Diggers, the tractor, the mulcher and the windmill turning all day long. Omkara though insisted that the big round thing was a spinner, 'It's not, it's not a win-meel, it's a big spinner.' ... and we all stood for some moments just watching it spin.
Heidi and Omkara bonded, Isabel and Oliver did. Isabel coming right out of her shell and singing her little heart out during the day.
We fed the horses, they loved our handpicked offerings of fresh green grass.
The goats ... who are by nature so social and gentle, gave Isabel and Oliver a bit of a scare. The young ones are a bit pubescent. In their play they took to the two little ones, jumping round them and on them and over them. It was cute to see and just a bit overwhelming and scary to be in amongst. So fending them off was my job so Isabel and Oliver could feel safe once more.
We visited the pigs and played under the big Peppercorn tree, cuddled the guinea pigs and hung out in the barn, listening to Joe the pony neigh with great fervour to everyone who passed by.
... ... and right at the end of the day, we met Mickey the new donkey. Very gorgeous indeed.
Lots happened on our quiet day together and much was enjoyed by our little travelling gang.