With a couple of annual celebrations, two new additions to the flock, a few one-off, full-on, roll-out-the-barrel family meals, a not-negotiable display of the unpredictability of Spring weather, and the departure of the visiting deputation of the Spanish (soon to be Staffordshire) branch of the family, not a lot above and beyond the call of duty got done on the Homestead this week. Well, that’s our excuse anyway.
Overseas visitors always equals a great many family get-togethers which, in turn, mean an immense amount of catching up – generally over meals. This week, as befitting the impending departure of the revered duo of Uncle Steve and cousin Aimee, three such get-togethers were indulged in. Unfortunately, due to an over abundance of chat and an under abundance of forethought, no photographic evidence exists of any of these festive occasions, but please rest assured they were enjoyed by all – as one look at the Homestead waistlines will prove. The Homestead sends a huge dollop of aroha to the two that undertook the marathon journey and a huger dollop to the two that stayed behind keeping the newly relocated home-fires burning.
Amid all this food-fuelled family bonding, time was still found to waddle out to The Farmer’s place of paid employment on Sunday (apologies for the quality of hastily-shot-on-the-phone photographs).
This illustrious event is always worth a visit, if only to put furry faces to the names we hear every evening around the dinner table.
The second annual occasion we enjoyed this week was the Kauri Room Discovery Journey at the Kingdom of Nova. Once a year we get to be Farm Girl’s students as she passes on a little of what she has discovered over the past year. This time The Goat Herd and Milk Maid were shown how each of the body’s internal organs fit together and keep us healthy, how to build words from prefixes, roots and suffixes using a very cool game,
Thankfully, the menagerie was very happy to be fed, watered and left to its own devices this week, which was just as well. Every week the goat’s bellies get fuller and fuller, the ducks find more imaginative places to lay their eggs, and earlier this week we had a report of Dave the cat’s mentoring by neighbourhood feline capo di tutti capi, Archie. That Dave has found something other than stalking the chickens to pass his time with is a great relief
and made assimilating the latest flock members, another Sylvia (due to identical appearance to an existing coop resident) and Twyla a totally painless experience – especially as the newbies seem resigned to their place at the bottom of the literal pecking order.
And so it was, we were set to send our weekly happenings out into the blogosphere. As we typed, black clouds were observed rolling in from the south and barometer behaviour prompted The Goat Herd to turn a blind eye to timetables and feed out early. The wind began roaring as she returned to the paddock with the filled bowls; by the time she strode back up the path massive raindrops were lashing the windows and we’d had the first crack, flash and rumble of a proper storm. The first off-Homestead worker was The Renovator.
“So, guess which school was hit by lightning?” was his cheery welcome.
Later investigation by the appropriate authorities found that this was indeed true, a tree next to the staffroom had served to earth the lightning and, in the process, wiped out a lot of the school wiring including the internet and phone.
A school without the internet in this day and age? Horrors! But I know one first year teacher very excited about using his pen and paper attendance book for the first time.