Monday, 27 October 2014

A Girl and her Horse

With one buster already under her belt, Sal's enthusiasm for my horse hasn't waned.

The fall provided a good lesson in checking the girth.

And wearing a helmet.

With bulls to go out at Bottle Tree in coming weeks, looks like Mum will be back on Warrior, the rogue pony.

Tuesday, 21 October 2014

A Victorian Weekend

Sadly, our weekend trip to Melbourne had nothing to do with the Caulfield Cup ... nor Lygon Street dining or Collins Street shopping.  And no, we weren't part of the 70,000 throng attending the Jehovah's Witnesses Convention in Victoria's capital. We did share a plane home with many though and being the less than confident flier I am, felt heartened that God's umbrella may have extended over all on the trip.

The reason for our southern sojourn was our involvement in an Angus embryo transfer program that extended over Saturday and Sunday.  Our good friend and E/T mentor Terry hosted us for the weekend and headed the team.

As the sun rose over the rolling green fields of Murdeduke, one and a half hours south-west of Melbourne in the Winchelsea district, we started flushing the twenty-five donors awaiting our attention.  191 embryos were transferred over the course of the weekend.  Sore arms, sore legs, sore eyes for all involved.

I wish there'd been more time for property-touring, only passing the homestead in the dark, both morning and evening.

Photo sourced from Murdeduke Agriculture

Our digs looked like this,

and overlooked the ram paddock.

Apparently the weather was very kind to us,

 though a heater was still necessary in my 'office'.  I was grateful that embryos don't like the cold either.

These are some prepared earlier.

Thirteen guns lined up ready to go.  In each is an Angus embryo just waiting for a new Mum.

The countryside is so vastly different from that we're used to up here.  And though they are in need of Spring rain, grass is still green and moisture can be felt underfoot.

These little blighters are dotted everywhere, something we don't see at home either.

We head back next month for more of the same, though I'm planning on spending a little downtime with my credit card in the city centre next visit.  The big fella can hardly wait.

Friday, 10 October 2014

Meet Chikita

For half a day today I was the very proud owner of a new horse.

Right up until Sally arrived home from school.

Chikita arrived about nine.  Having backloaded a bull and milker and shared smoko, I had a pair of jeans pulled on and was taking her for a test-ride before my guests had chained the front gate.

It would appear she's going to fit in here very well.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

A Spot of Sewing

Despite the fact that I should be ticking more pressing tasks off the list, I've had a definite hankering for sewing this past month.

Last night I completed these cushion covers, having had the fabric stashed for over a year.

During the holidays I made this dress for Sarah, pattern and fabric chosen by her.

I've also made myself a spotty dress, a patterned skirt and pair of sailor shorts.


Sunday, 5 October 2014

Never too Old

We've been soaking up every last minute of these school holidays.

It's nice to know they're not too old for a game of tiggy late on a Saturday afternoon.

Not too old to think sticking your boots on your knees is quite possibly the funniest discovery this Spring break.

Never too old old to enjoy a simple Saturday dinner of sausage rolls

and smoked pork sausages, thrown in with the hams and bacon.

Then again,

maybe some of us are feeling our age.

Friday, 3 October 2014


September came and went in such a blur that I'm still trying to catch my breath.

My photo files indicate that much more happened than was actually recorded on this blog.  And in reality far more happened than was photographed.

In an effort to catch up though, here are a few snapshots of September:

We farewelled a beautiful young teacher from our small school, off on the next exciting adventure in her life.  She and her husband will be amazing parents.

There were Monte Carlos.

We attended a Brangus bull sale in the hope of bringing home a new team member.  Unfortunately budget restrictions and bull selections weren't in perfect harmony and we came home empty-handed.  Some paddock purchases since mean an Angus and two Brangus bulls are on their way though.  We're off to the "world's biggest bull sale" this coming week and again are hopeful of bringing home a new sire.

There was more fencing.

The house was prepped for a facelift.

Wallace and Sally headed off on a grand adventure to Canberra for school camp.  They had a wonderful time and I experienced a taste of what life will be like in two short years when these two youngsters are off to boarding school.  Bitter-sweet.

Someone learnt to milk.

Our small school hosted a soccer carnival on the last day of term.  Sarah and Jess had finished school the day before and so were able to attend.  As always, there was catering.

As well as plenty of on-field action.

With two large pigs put in the cold room, there was plenty of mincing and sausage-making.

As in, in excess of sixty kilos of sausages plus another thirty kilos of bagged mince.

This batch of sausages calling for eighteen chopped onions, led my able assistant to pull out the big guns.

Sare wound the sausage machine with complete focus and limited fuss.

And then of course there was the painting ... which unlike the fencing is done and dusted!

Great work team. Back to school next week for a rest.

Right October, hit us with your best shot.


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