18/06/2023
So I was inspired by Jeremy Clarkson’s no sh*ts given attitude, to write about our farming journey so far. It’s been hell and rewarding all at the same time. Stressful and relentless but weirdly joyous. I am lucky to be married to a Kaleb Cooper kind of guy In the form of who can do it all and is an amazing father too. Without him I would be a sad crying mess in the corner. But ultimately teamwork makes the dream work. We have roughy 200 Eucalyptus trees, 2 ponies (1 of which is a cheeky Shetland pony who loves kids but hates men) a Labrador and a now flock of 16 sheep. We sadly lost our amazing cheeky terrier this year, which has been a pain, sadness and grief I didn’t think I could feel.
The last year of our farming journey has been interesting, with a very wet winter. What was our flower farm that started during covid is now 6feet tall in weeds and currently has a digger in the middle of it. Yes, only the poor peonies I planted a few years ago have hung on to flower the best they ever have! I have to say the docks and stingers are looking fabulous. But sometimes, something has to give and this year it’s the flower farm. I can’t do it all.
The Eucalyptus had the most severe pruning of their lives and we literally chopped their heads off with two kids, endless snacks, a quad bike from Grandpa, Labrador and sharp instruments in tow all whilst it threatened to rain.
We move onto spring with a slightly less than ideal lambing where we only had one Ewe lamb so not feeling the late nights where ideally worth it but nevertheless we got two beautiful healthy ewe lambs early hours of Easter week, I’ll be forever grateful for Granny showing me the ropes and holding my hand and of course our Rio link camera so I can check on them whilst I’m at my day job. No one tell the boss. But it is definitely a bonus working for a vet practice.
The year has moved on the lambs are fat and the flock has been sheared by the amazing Alex whilst little O ran around shouting at them and trying his hardest to eat the chocolate drops on the floor, don’t worry we thwarted his need to eat sheep poo I promise.
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