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A few of my favourite things ( also known as ‘happiness’)

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We’ve had a good amount of rain since I’ve chatted to you the last time, and I’m over the moon with the good start to the season! And the calves keep coming! So that keeps me happy too! All round happy, happy… 🙂

It is very simple to keep me happy. I love spending time with my children, which is a very rare occurrence these days. I don’t like heat, so make sure I stay cool. I love it if all goes well with my cattle. (Not so easy in this instance to ‘keep’ me happy, because everybody that farms with livestock, know that stuff happens…) I love a glass of wine to relax. I love visiting with friends, but only so much, then I need to beat a retreat to recover. (People generally take the oomph out of me…) I need alone time. A lot. To read, watch TV, write a blog, knit, or simply stare into space, but I need it like I need oxygen. Very simple.

OH! And it will be in your best interest to never ever let me get really hungry!

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HAPPY PLACE

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Another one of the many new babies – Happiness!

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Happy me

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It’s been a little over a week since I’ve last written, and I am VERY happy to say, I am no longer waiting!!! We’ve had 9 calves born in the last week and a bit!!! 😀  Can you see the smile? From ear to ear…  (Sorry, but you are going to have to look at my ‘baby’ pics – I am like a very proud first time mama…)

Another thing I’m not waiting for anymore, is the first spring rain. I am sooooo chuffed that we had some lovely, soaking rain over the last 2 days, and it will make a difference to the grazing in a very short time.

 

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Baby number one

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Babies no. 2 and 3

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Baby no.4 needed a little assistance to be born

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Little sweetie pie

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The little one with the ears

So there you have it – the first six! (Un)fortunately for you, I don’t have pictures yet of the last 3, but just you wait… 😉

Waiting…

So, although in time-of-the year terms, it is calving season, (like I mentioned in my previous post), it seems the pregnant ladies have decided it is not yet the right time… 😦

I check on the girls twice a day, and this morning I found two of them having a go at each other, obviously getting as frustrated as I am!!! I know that there is no rushing Mother Nature, but I cannot help myself from getting irritated by the much longer than usual wait. And the heat is not helping…

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Irritated girls head-butting each other this morning.

P.S  Did you notice how well they are blending in with the winter colours? I cannot wait for the rain to come and the grass to turn green again…

 

‘Tis the season…

We jumped from a very mild winter (more like a 3 month long autumn), straight into summer. 😦

I’m not a fan of summer. Where we live, temperatures stay up in the mid-thirties (centigrade), sometimes higher, throughout summer!!!  I hate this kind of constant, high and mostly dry heat. Give me winter anytime. And NOT like the mild one we just had. I hardly ever put a jacket on over my t-shirt this year, and if I did, it was only until 9 o’clock in the morning.

And then we didn’t even have spring! How absurd is that! We already have temps over 30º C all the time! Heeeeeeeeelpppp!!!!!!

The one thing I absolutely love about this time of year, though, is the fact that it is calving season! I’ve been waiting for 9 months now, and the excitement grows by the day. I am like a child at Christmas, waiting for the moment she can start opening her gifts.

And when that first little calf is born… Oh my word! I want to send pictures to everybody I know, like a proud mama with her first born. (So…you are warned! Expect a bombardment of pictures once the calves start arriving!)

Being a farmer, the other bad thing about winters that are not cold, is the diseases that plague the cattle. Cold weather sorts some of them out for a few months, but years like this, we get no break from them, and then summer tends to be even worse. So I am not looking forward to this summer at all, hopefully it is not a dry one on top of everything else…

A few of a previous season’s calves.

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NO MORE COWS?

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I’ve been hearing murmurings about the footprint that cattle farming leaves on the earth, and I have just read that the clever people reckon that we will have to change the way we are farming as the current farming practices are not sustainable. Apparently feedlots have less of an impact than free ranging (?), and people must move away from eating beef and rather eat fish, pork and poultry. I was hoping they were going to say that animals should be treated more humanely – less feedlots, less poultry kept in tiny  cages to lay eggs, less pigs kept in crates to be fed to death, but no, just eat less beef… Knowing how pigs and chickens are raised for the market, I would MUCH rather eat beef, and specifically from grass fed, free range cattle.

I have one question – what do they suggest we do with the cattle all over the world? Kill them off? Slowly let them die out by castrating all the bulls?

I know I’m being facetious, but I can’t quite wrap my head around this…

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Ooooooh YUM!!!! 🙂

About Racism, and being politically incorrect …

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I was raised to respect (verb).

Other people. Their belongings. Their religions, or lack thereof. Animals, or indeed all living things. Laws. My elders. Etc., etc.

As such, I believe I should be respected by others. I believe that one should live and let live. Do no harm. I am a white South African female, from European descent. In fact, just recently, I traced a part of my ancestors (my mother’s father’s ancestors) back to the 1600’s in Germany. I am so proud of that! South Africans are a mix of Dutch, French, German and English settlers that came to this country to start  a new life. Which they did, and did very well. I am also a farmer, and sad to say, white farmers in South Africa are being persecuted and murdered every day, because they are white. (From 1 January to 31 July 2017 there have been 257 farm attacks, and 53 farm murders reported, in South Africa. It’s terrifying, it’s shocking, it’s routine. In 212 days, 53 people were brutally killed, many tortured, and families torn apart forever.) (This is a quote that I took off the internet, a Facebook page that is trying to let the world know what is happening here.)

We don’t live on our farm, which is something we would dearly love to do, but it is just not safe. It is not only farmers that are targeted. White children disappear everyday, people that travel alone, from home to work, or vice versa, are disappearing and their bodies found later. The government is trying to make it off as something co-incidental, but for us living here, seeing the news everyday, we know that something else is going on here. I am proud to be a white South African, and I will continue to be despite liberals all over the world’s efforts to make us feel ashamed that we have a white skin. Despite other whites’ apologies for real and imagined wrongs from the past. Nobody can pretend that the human race is not the most murderous and destructive species on this earth, and we all have done wrong somewhere in history – the Romans, the Germans, the English with their ‘scorched earth’ policy in the Anglo-Boer war, that resulted in thousands of women and children dying in concentration camps, the Zulu’s against the Boers, and the anti-apartheid government committed their share of wrongs, but NOTHING warrants these continuous, brutal farm attacks!

In this country, it is racist to be proudly white. It’s OK to be proudly black, and to utter all kinds of threats on social media against white citizens, but you are relentlessly persecuted if you as a white person should just think of saying anything against anybody with a black skin. No matter if whatever you say is the absolute truth that can be proven in a court of law.

I don’t think this problem only exists in South Africa, from what I can see in USA, things are pretty much the same, except for the farm murders. People are not allowed to speak the truth, everybody is just so very conscious of being politically correct all the time, that none of these issues can be sorted out.

If being proud of who and what I am makes me a racist, then so be it. I was created this way, and I’m here for a reason, as is every other person on this earth, but don’t you dare tell me to deny my heritage, or be ashamed of it!

(And before you comment, I DARE YOU to Google ‘farm murders in South Africa’, read some of the literature, and a must – LOOK AT THE IMAGES!)

OOPS, I DID IT AGAIN…

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Oops I did it again…

Another 2 years have passed since my last blog. And then, out of the blue, I get an e-mail to say that ‘chiohana‘ has started following my blog! Excuse me? How on earth did that happen? I think that it might be spam, but still, maybe just the kick in the butt I needed to start blogging again…

A very quick update on my life over the last 2 years : I’m still farming, although I have to say that the physical aspect of it is starting to get me down. I still adore my cattle, and I can hardly imagine a life without them, but I can imagine not having to spend hours out in the sun , wind and dust while giving them their inoculations… I’ve been to Canada again to visit my daughter, this time in the winter, and I loved every minute! And I’ve sold my house and bought another!

That’s it, in a nutshell.

I have of course had countless times of intense frustration coping with this new life that I have chosen for myself (see previous blogs), but since today is not one of those times, I’m going to concentrate on the positives.

I don’t know how many of you know South Africa at all, but I’ve bought my new house in the Western Cape province, in a town called Robertson. I am sooooo chuffed! I’ve always wanted a very old house, and this one was built in 1887! Unfortunately I cannot move there yet…

As you can imagine, living on the opposite side of the country at the moment, in Limpopo province (farming, and my SO* is running a business from there), it is an impossibility to go and live in the new house right now, but I have hopes for the not too very distant future.

So…what is it I’ve done again?

I’ve gone and made a decision about my future, based on a dream, that might come back to bite me in the bee-hind sometime soon…

But that’s OK. I’ve got dreams, life is short, and rather then have a lot of ‘what if’s’ in my old age, I’ve got part of a dream, that might just become the whole catooty soon…

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            One of my babies getting some TLC from me.

SO – Significant Other