Winter Solstice, and it’s been a week for crossing off a few inside chores. The depths of winter are good for that. Wardrobes have been tidied (why is it they are always the immediate answer to “where should I put this?”), accounts balanced and that cute-looking slipper pattern that’s been languishing in the depths of the knitting basket has been utilised.
Out in the backyard, the goat girls are in hibernation mode. If the paddock came with room service it’s doubtful they’d venture out of their houses…but it doesn’t so they grudgingly do.
The feed shed got a bespoke tarpaulin because that’s the sort of thing you do in the winter when the wardrobes are sorted, accounts balanced, and you don’t want to clean the oven.
Off Homestead, Farm Girl’s BLENNZ (Blind and Low Vision Education Network of NZ) activities seemed to all fall during this week meaning far more time than usual was spent travelling to and from the other side of town. The downside of this is a general Homestead astonishment at the lack of grace on our roads, but every cloud has a silver lining; we were on the road when the call came to advise Farm Girl’s new glasses were ready to be picked up.
And finally, proving that good things do come to those who wait, our wonderful dairy (Convenience store? Minimart?) across the road has finally got the call that their earthquake repairs are imminent. This is going to mean a bit more forethought for us when it comes to milk and bread supplies but hopefully, come 17 August, we’ll have a fancy revamped dairy and Christina and her family will have enjoyed a few well-earned sleep-ins.
So while we have short days and weather to match, life keeps chugging on. Maybe next week we’ll even get the garlic planted!
A belated happy Solstice – winter or summer – to you all.