
A half grown lamb butting your udder 60 times a day is no life for a ewe.

The rain immediately set loose the worms. So we had to drench the sheep. We lost only three in this worm attack, a record low - because they are fitter thanks to you.

This is the view of the homestead from high on the hill behind the house.

Dan enjoys a short break.

We are restoring the pioneer cemetery down by the river.

No matter how dry it gets, the galahs always seem cheerful

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