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Happy Mother’s Day

Mum’s are so important – let’s face it, without them none of us would be here! Although there are times I wonder if they are the unsung hero’s of the world. I mean, who, other than a mum, will be up with a child, rubbing their back and offering comforting words, as they vomit, or…

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Special things about farming

  I have just watched a heifer have her calf. There is nothing more special than watching a brand new life come into the world, be it animal or human. A “heifer” is a first time mum and like all of us, when we’re first timers, they’ve got some things to learn. She sniffed it…

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Purple Roads is launching at the Condy Fair!

  I’m really excited to let you know, that in conjunction with Le Grand Book Shop, we will be launching Purple Roads at the Condingup Community Fair, 24th of March 2012. This is your opportunity to get your pre-relase copy. (It’s not really due out until the 2nd of April). Our community fair, or Condy…

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Hot, hot, hot…

I’m not sure if I’ve ever told you all, but I am NOT a summer girl! I don’t do heat and at the whiff of a 35 degree day, I promise myself I will shift to Tasmania. Yesterday it was 45.6 degrees on our verandah. In the bloody SHADE! I can’t tell you how ‘ugh’…

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A week of wonders!

  Yesterday we woke to our hill being shrouded in heavy, low cloud and gentle showers pushing up from the coast. It was a beautiful way to start the day, especially after the pounding we had on Thursday evening. It was the most incredible thunderstorm I have ever seen and we netted a whopping 46mm…

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The start of 2012

I wrote about traditions a couple of blog posts ago and mentioned Rochelle would be cooking our New Years Eve meal. Which she did with great aplomb! Yummy chicken drumsticks in a mustard and honey marinade and salad. It’s pretty hard to be a great cook though, when there isn’t any power! New Years Eve…

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Welcome to 2012!

  Well the sun set on a fairly crappy year last night and to be perfectly honest, I’m pleased to see the back of 2011. (I have to say, many people I’ve spoken to have found 2011 to be a bad year, so I don’t think it’s just our community that wanted to hold a…

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Traditions

One of the things I love about being married is two familles worth of traditions combine. I like traditions, especially around Christmas and birthdays. As a kid I loved knowing that we would go to the small Christmas pageant which was held in Orroroo every Christmas eve. I enjoyed the carols which were held either…

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Merry Christmas

  It’s CHRISTmas Eve! Can you believe it? This year has just flown by. And I must say, with cool, overcast conditions, it really doesn’t seem like Christmas! Our house is a flurry of activity at the moment – son is mowing the front lawn, daughter is tiding her room (no small job, let me…

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Time to wean the cows and calves

Weaning is a fun time of year for me. Perhaps not for the calves as they’ve been taken from their mothers for the first time! Weaning is much the same for calves as it is for human babies when mum decides it’s time to no longer feed from breast or bottle. Or when it comes…

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Scary noises…

I guess to write a book you need some sort of imagination. Imagination is something I have and have had since I was very little. I was encouraged to have imagination – my Nana Parnell would tell me stories – stories that came from her head, without pictures or books. I had to guess what…

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Editing and Harvest don’t mix

As the time for the unedited proof copies of Purple Roads to go to the printers, nears, my editing time seems to be shrinking – gasp! Late last week I got the third round of edits back and although there’s still a reasonable amount to do, there is a backlog of farm and housework that…

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I love the hustle and bustle of harvest

I love the hustle and bustle of harvest. If you discount the fact that you spend about fifteen hours a day, itching and sticking to vinyl seats that you have to peel yourself off of, harvest could be one of my favourite times of the year. Unfortunately those two things don’t help endear itself to…

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Meita’s first ute ride

There comes a time in every dog’s life, when they graduate to riding in the back of the ute.  Believe it or not there is a lot to learn about riding in the back of a wobbling, moving and bouncing piece of tin! We always tie our dogs on because no matter how seasoned a…

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Sometimes, windows are my eyes

Last week, after many power outages and surges, the microwave blew up closely followed by the TV. I’m not casting any aspersions that the power caused the demise of my two electrical appliances, but it does seem coincidental. We rarely watch TV and I thought I hardly used the microwave…  However not two days after…

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Hay, bales of hay!

Making hay is one of the fun things about the farm … unless you get hay fever, like I do!   For the last few weeks I’ve been sneezing my head off and will continue to do so until harvest has finished.     Rye grass, grain dust, normal dust and ‘fines’ (minuscule particles of…

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The Sunny Cowgirls & the Esperance show

I heard the other day, through some form of media that people seem to think that the Agricultural Shows are dying. I beg to differ. Yesterday The Boss donned his good clothes, the kids counted their pocket money and I packed my camera and we drove the 100km to the Esperance & Districts Agricultural show.…

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The scent of hay

The Esperance Show is next Friday and Saturday and without fail we are usually making hay. Many years ago, we would be showing lambs or involved with the carcass competition (both cattle and sheep), but good quality hay is now more important that anything else. Especially when the season cuts in early like it has…

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And the thunder rolls…

Weather is such an interchangeable thing. And sometimes it changes within minutes. The boss came home for lunch today – a luxury at this time of year, what with hay making, shearing and lambs to weigh, all in the next twenty four hours. After a cup of tea and a chat, he wandered back out…

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