Thursday, April 21, 2011

I'm not a good farmer

Here so far, is one of the lucky ones.  

We have been in drought for a while and the seasons have been harsh, the lambing has begun and it's harsh.  The ewes are doing ok but lots are abandoning their lambs and foxes are taking their share. Such losses of course are a normal part of farming.  This is where I am not a good farmer.  I hear their high pitched plaintive cries and I immediately set about determining what's going on.  I walk down fence lines checking to see if they are stuck, I stand out on hills surveying the mix ups, which lamb belongs to which ewe - they sometimes get confused.  The cry from a distressed lamb is something I am still not able to deal with unemotionally.  Yesterday I sat on a rock in the paddock and had a little cry for them.


  1. I'd be crying too. But, I guess that's natures way whether we like it or not.

  2. Thanks Mary Ann, I have two in the shed that I'm hand feeding now - I don't want to make a habit of it though!!