If I could sum up today in one word, I’d probably choose CIRCLES. What was supposed to take Mike and I 4(ish) hours to do today, took us nearly 8.5!
I was basically showing him through the three properties, to clean out the troughs. We were going to also check the soaks (which are large ponds), and make sure the sheep were looking healthy.
The most regretable part is that we did not bring enough water, so now I am suffering a serious headache. Though I’ll tell ya, drinking a cold glass of water is like winning the lottery after a long hot day!
We did bicker (a little bit (lot) today) HA! Mostly out of frustration, and the amount of circles I took us through. At one point while I was driving, Mike asked me where I was headed? “The driveway” I said it with serious affirmation. Well as I passed the next set of gates, I quickly realized I had no idea where I was. Despite having driven past the site 3x. “Oh, I dont know where I am now”. Mike just laughed his head off at me. I am utterly clueless with geographical locations, especially in Australia. I never know which way we’re going unless I follow the sun.
Despite our bickering, we found/saw some cool things today:
Tadpoles! Big ones, the kind you could possibly fry up and eat for dinner (if you were hankering for some). They were in one of the troughs. Mike and I decided we would put them all in the near by soak. Instead of walking over to the water Mike threw his……and killed it. Just as I was making a fuss over it, he pointed at my feet. I had crushed one by standing on it. It was still wiggling. Anyway! I managed with Mikes help to save about 30 of them.
A small lamb who needed a little help standing up. He was a part of the sick mob who got into the grain, I hope he lives. He was very very weak as you can tell by the photos.
An eagle picking up a baby lamb! Holy shit eh?
The biggest bull ever. I walked up to him and then running like a nimble deer to the truck.
300 cockatoos waring with about 10 Galas. Just behind out house, it is MAYHEM. I love watching them. I do wish they were a bit less vocal at 5am. haha, I think that’s why Wuzzy cries in the mornings.
A dead sheep in the yards. Unfortunately we knew she was going to die yesterday. Tessa had shown us she had a fly blown bum. The wool sometimes catches a lot of poop which is a popular breeding ground for flies. She was covered in maggots and could hardly move. We had put some chemical on her to help kill them, and crossed our fingers that she would make it. Today we discovered her, and had to take her to the bush to be disposed of.
Funny enough, tonight Tessa and Brian stopped by to give us a few things…one was a present. Tessa scolded me and said I don’t drink enough water so she bought me a traveling 2.5 litre container. How sweet is that?