This week has been a bit of a mixed bag on the Homestead. While 50% of our number have been laid low by one of those annoying viruses that has you sweltering one moment, shivering the next and generally feeling like a jelly-limbed, discombobulated dishcloth. those remaining on deck have managed to cross a couple more tasks off the list.
While The Renovator and Farmer took turns at succumbing to the lurgy, poor Farm Girl’s freckles were very much in evidence (the definitive sign of ailment in the youngest Homesteader) for a good slice of this week and, most tragically, the entire weekend. On the positive side, it did mean she got to lie in bed for a good part of Saturday Chore-Day but, contrary soul that she is, she failed to recognise this silver lining and insisted on donning her new ABOS (Anti Bob-Odour Suit) and stumbling down to the paddock for a quick catch up with our happy herd.
With the promise of frost in the air and the barometer backing this up, first on this week’s list was to construct a winter abode for the lemon tree. Whilst last years umbrella and bindertwine construction did the job, The Goat Herd/Chief Engineer has been keen to utilise some of the old Homestead windows.
Then it was back to the perpetual garden clock, where we repurposed an inherited picket fence to act as a border between the proposed Homestead Orchard (well, three fruit trees, but we can dream) and garden bed number 1. Meanwhile, The Bean Counter finished removing the elderly slab of concrete discovered languishing half a metre below our first ever garden bed so that, this week, the on-Homestead workforce (unaffected by the plague) could resurvey, restack and refill it.
Inside, The Renovator has finished painting The Farmer’s room and has now moved on to the hallway: the final phase in the “front of house” makeover.
With the first frost of the year now under our belt and minus four forecast for tonight, winter is truly here but we’re not moping. The bugs have left us, the woodburner is roaring, the Brussels sprouts and kale are loving the frosts…