Everywhere you look at on the Homestead the moment stuff is growing. Miss a day feeding out (everyone’s allowed a sleep-in) and it’s like the lambs have gained another couple of centimetres on their Mums
and in Goatopia, Leia’s kids are practically independent, only needing the reassurance of Mum when subjected to close attention
although some relish the limelight.
Kiki’s New Years Day babies are infants no more and we spend way to much time playing Chicken or Rooster at their enclosure
while one-of-the-Sylvia’s (all our Light Sussex girls share the same name) and Peter have proven, after a shaky, Darwinian themed start, they are pretty good parents to their brood of three robust survivors.
After a bit of internet research and a book or two, we’ve decided to give gardening by the moon a serious try. It suits our time management to have set tasks for each week, determined by the moon’s phase, and it’s definitely working.
This may be because there’s more structure to our gardening so that weeding and maintenance gets a time-slot in the gardening calendar rather than just happening when you can no longer see the vegetables, either way we’re counting it as a success.
Yep, down on the Homestead right now it’s all about growing; in the paddocks, the gardens, the beehive, on the trees of the shelterbelt…and in our love for this place we’ve washed up.