Calving is one of my favourite times on the Rock Farm. We started a little earlier than normal this year – driven by our desire to have a holiday late last year. Thankfully with the unseasonably warm August, we are getting through it ok. After losing a maiden heifer to bloat a couple of months ago, we are down to 11 cows, but we suspect two are dry.

Calving hasn’t all been smooth sailing. It never is. One of our cows had twins. Relatively unusual in cattle, survival of the second calf is extremely rare. And we learnt why. It’s because cows can’t count!

Twins were born to cow Grey Girl. I swear she didn’t realise she had two calves to look after. She seemed surprised to find her calf in front of her, and then, by the time she turned around it appeared behind her again. What started comically almost ended in tragedy. The first morning following their birth, we could only find one calf – pushed through a hinge-joint the fence into the neighbour’s. After quickly reuniting this calf with mum grazing nearby, so commenced a desperate search for the other – with no success. We feared the calf had either frozen overnight, or had been taken by wild pigs.

With downcast hearts, we eventually returned towards the house, only to find at the opposite end of the paddock, tucked into a sunny spot the other twin.

We separated Grey Girl and her twins from the herd and put them in a small paddock for the next couple of days. This allowed the calves to gain strength enough to follow mum around and fight for their own supper. The strategy worked, and a week later Grey Girl and her twins returned to the herd where they continue to prosper.

Whilst it is easy to waste so much time just hanging out with the cows, Spring is also a busy time on the Rock Farm. Sadly in some areas the serrated tussock has got established. Whilst I have been madly chipping out isolated little patches of it, in some areas it was far more effective to use chemical spray. This is my least desired strategy, but it is effective. I had a couple of tight areas, where I knew I wouldn’t be able to reverse a trailer, so I lashed the spray trailer to the ute bed, and got onto the task.

Little (and not so little) projects abound on the Rock Farm. One that had been sitting on my to-do list for a while was to replace the leaky unreliable bathtub water trough in the yards with a new concrete tank. It took a bit of fiddling to get the levels right (after nearly getting tractor well and truly wedged in the yards), but I was happy with the result.

Most projects aren’t wrapped up so quickly and are best described as continuing. We pulled down our existing patio in January. Pulled down is really an euphemism for pulling out a couple of nails and watching it fall down! A new steel carport is slowly taking shape to provide shelter over the BBQ. I was lucky to get the help of a couple of key assistants coinciding with a reduction in wind to get the roof sheeting on. And with any new roof area comes an opportunity to store more water. A new tank arrived, but the delivery driver baulked at taking his shiny new truck to the prepared site. Thankfully Myrtle (sporting a refurbished starter motor – nothing is ever simple) had no problem in taking to the task at hand.

The next challenge is to hook up the down pipes and be ready for the rain if it should ever fall again. We are now almost two months since our last rainfall and things are rapidly changing from being unseasonably warm and growing to stunted growth and grass bolting to seed. The next couple of weeks will be critical in determining what season we will have and we will keep our fingers crossed.

In the meantime it is important to celebrate little milestones like birthdays and wedding anniversaries with the people who matter. After a morning planting bare rooted fruit trees into the orchard, we took a few moments to enjoy lunch on Bee Hill. Sometimes the simple life isn’t that simple, but I sure am lucky to be sharing the adventure with this lovely lady 🙂

Of course I am not the only one with projects! It is great to see the boy’s really getting into their own interests now, but of course, that is a story for another time.