I doubt most farmers will agree with me here, but if you look hard enough you will find beauty amidst the drought. We have just come back from a Sunday drive around the farm in the buggy, I haven’t done this for weeks, I have lost interest in seeing skinny cows and now grass. The owners of this place have finally started irrigating and feeding a few of the super skinny cows, which, by the way are right next to our house, giving the dogs something to bark at all bloody day, but, a lot of this could have been avoided. Anyhoooooo………as we drove around today all the crows ash trees and the silky oak trees are amass with bloom! A brown shitty landscape dotted with bright orange and pure white bursts of color just to let us know there is still life and beauty within the boundaries of this farm.
Between these wonderful trees and the newborn calves we have everywhere, I realised today there is still a heart beat in this property and to not give up so easily. Could be said of a lot of things in life really, things I had given up on that unbeknowns to me still had life. Don’t get me wrong there are some farms further west that are devastated, it would be very difficult to find any pulse there and with those farmers lies my heart, breaking with theirs. But today, Sunday the 6th October, our farm is still fighting, steal breathing and just waiting for the day we get that elusive wet stuff that falls from the sky!