I’m sure you’ll all agree that, as a bunch, we are not ones to wander far from the Homestead. We tend to keep our celebrations close to home, quiet, low key, and carbon footprint friendly But then, every so often, things deviate for a while. This has been one of those weeks.
NB: People that actually have a life, start chuckling now.
For our animal contingent, it was admittedly pretty much business as usual; the chickens and ducks spent it puddling about in the mire recent rain has reduced the meadow to, while Geraldine, Leia and Ruby have been subjected to the goat equivalent of wining and dining by our debonair man-about-paddock, Bob. As bloke-goats go, Bob is that one-in-a-million sweetheart and we’ll miss him very much when he heads back to the farm in a couple of weeks time. His smell? Not so much…
But for the rest of us it was a bit of a giddy haze of social flurry, which included a milestone birthday party for one of those people we have known forever. Yes, you read did that right: we went to a party. Happy birthday, Sue from all at the Homestead.
Sunday morning saw us in church, hugely honoured to be witnessing the incredibly joyous, heartfelt, and honest declaration of faith by our esteemed Auntie Joss.