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Most mornings have been frosty with the weather getting colder and staying until March my motivation to get in the veggie patch is nil. I must start soon as there is a lot to do with a new rabbit proof fence to be erected major clean up and putting down manure including emptying the compost heaps which hopefully have amazing compost inside them. Seeds need to be ordered and a plan drawn up - in time all will be done.


 It is the time of year for the inseminater to come along for each cow when she comes into season. high tech stuff is in the boot of his car frozen bulls sperm, no need to go into details but his very efficient. Each insemination we get loyalty points, farmer J has just put in an order for new overalls with our points, you can never have enough clean overalls.


Breakfast time gets the pigs up, not for long as they often go back to bed shortly after. Each have their individual bowls. It starts off calm then goes very wrong when one finishes first, usually miss fatty the sheep who has a fair weight behind her when she wants to use it.


Master C was back again for a few days being put to good use he worked hard.......



I enthusiastically started to weed the bank of brambles and dead weeds, carrying on with cutting down evil rosebushes and prickly pear cactus in our fenced garden. I then moved on with the help of Connor to the very large prickly pear cactus in front of our first gite. We filled the trailer up and in the process all three of us picked out cactus spikes from our clothing and bodies all afternoon. I am so glad we are finally cactus free, it was the most vicious plant ever.

I have moved on to fair isle knitting on my February project, which looks like it will cover the month of March as well - slow progress, I think i need less work to do!

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