Remembering good times

It was my daughters 3rd birthday. Jill and I worked on the decorating of the rooms the night before just after the girls went to bed, and we were pretty chuffed with how it looked. Jill worked up a storm with creating Skye’s cake and extra’s. She’s a star.

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Skye comes down the stairs in the morning, but its Eden who notices something’s different

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This leads to wide eyed wonder and more than a few jumps to try and grab the paper tape hanging down from the door frame.

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Eden sees a new game on the wall, and is literally shaking from excitement

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Skye might be literally jumping for joy

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Eden’s face…she’s so unaffected and pure

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Our darling birthday girl, Skye. We love you without measure my beautiful girl

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A tired, but joyful Mommy. You did a great job Jill!

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Jill made kitty ears for the girls and herself, and a lion mane for Daddy. Thats my beautiful family, while Storm sleeps…

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hehe, that face!

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Jill made Skye her own blanket and I think you might say Skye is pretty stoked!

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My beautiful Eden thinks its pretty fantastic too 🙂

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Storm awakes and promptly receives her kitty ears. Hi my beautiful!

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Daddy helps Skye figure out her new puzzle. A rare photo for me, I’m usually behind the lens

 

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Thats not where the ribbon goes!

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Time to catch up with cousins in Victoria

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Skye had asked for a kitty cake for a long time, and boyo, did Jill deliver!

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Now, what three year old doesn’t love her some Hello Kitty?

 

A pretty terrific third birthday, all the way back in July. I just want to say that I have the most beautiful family in the world. I love you to the moon and back…..and back… and back…

 

 

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It’s been busy…. hectic

Busiest summer ever, for me (in 43 years).

As I catch up with what’s been created here at GTF, here’s something that I wanted to do since learning from my soul mate Sepp Holzer. That man is an inspiration to me in more ways than I can spell out here.

Cows back into the forest to eat and roam and do good for the soil. I had to cut open barb wire fence in excellent condition to achieve this. Felt pretty liberating too…. Until the cows thought it awesome to exit the property and eat the neighbors lawn and flowers.

I’ll have to repair the 1 kilometre fence then….

Words, sweaty foul armpits and stinking doped up hippies

Permaculture.

Not at all what I thought would stand for, what it meant. I’m not a hippie lover because of the afore titled mentions and I often think there’s a lot of boo baa going around in a lot of doped up thick minds when it comes to left wing policies on a bunch of topics on earth.

Permaculture was one of them. Past tense, because thats what I used to think. One might think I’m a stinking hippie at heart too, with daughters named Skye, Eden and Storm. And one might be forgiven for that absolutely.

But I’m not. And as I’ve become educated in things farm-ey, I’ve begun to learn that not all preconceived notions or even reasonable assumptions of things that may be, are true.Permaculture is one of those.

Permanent Agriculture uses a lot of things that I have believed in since being a boy, and is quite frankly quite brilliant. Of course there are a lot of minds out there who bring their own slant to it. Its good to experiment and learn. But a few who had the guidance (unlike me) or courage to follow their hearts and who have practiced this stuff their whole lives are like a kindred spirit for me. Looking at you, Sepp Holzer and Geoff Lawton.

Its my new (old) direction for me at the farm. And I haven’t been happier doing day to day earth activities that make sense since being a boy, close to African nature. I’m blessed.

A list of resident farm wildlife

Cool animals, bird life, insects, domestic animals that we see, have seen or are here permanently.

Two different resident owls

Fox 

Coyote wolf hybrid

Bear and two cubs

Porcupine

Beaver 

Eagles of various kinds

Hummingbirds, blue jays, chickadeas, barn swallows, crows, ravens, robins, etc

Snakes

Hawks

Pheasant and grouse

Loads of cows, our first calf

Fireflies

24 hives of Bees and loads of bumble bees

Wasps of many different varieties

Bats which is really cool because 90% of all bats were killed off two years ago here in Nova Scotia.

Tbc

And to us..

our first farm animal is born. A healthy bull calf.

At nine at night, I heard Menno the neighbor driving urgently around the main gate to the pastures. Next thing I know, I hear a second car. I was in bed, natch.

Grumbling loudly, I threw on a tee shirt and went to investigate. Menno, his wife and George were there. I greeted then all gruffly and they motioned to the cow with a pair of hooves sticking out her rear.

Fun time! George wrapped a rope around the hooves and I helped tie it to their pickup truck under his urging. He called, I acted as hand signaller and Menno reversed with rope attached. The cow was in my head gear rig already which kept her in place. She bellowed, which I really really felt for her. 

The truck strained some, and then the calf popped out. There were concerns it might be dead because it had been sticking in that position for some time’s

But no fear! Chestnut was born healthy to his inexperienced mum and I spent the next two hours guiding his mom back to him because she pretty much left him alone. 

The next morning it was clear they had bonded and all was well. George brought a bag of collostrum and we feed it to the youngster the next day. She and the calf had injections and Menno brought hay. We brought the kids to get a peak and I took photos Adi as to minimise disturbance.

That calf is healthy as a horse(?) and runs around like he’s the new kid on the block. Wait a minute..

Adventures with daughters

We had our first calf born here in the last week or so! After being released in the main field so that the mama could eat whatever grass she wanted to help bring in her milk, she took the calf to the rear of the farm. We couldn’t find it.

After following her late in the day, Skye and I found mama and calf in good shape after a few days. Skye also found some lovely brown eyed Susan’s..

Old school is sometimes daft

The previous owner, a self righteous locally despised engineer turned farmer, thought that killing all green life on driveways or around fences was de rigeur.

We’re turning that around by encouraging green ground improving pants, which will help with erosion control tremendously. Weeds included. Here’s a test bed for three different methods of scarifying lupin seeds.