Showing posts with label farm fence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label farm fence. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 June 2013

Gallivanting - Freeman's Waterhole # 1


Working on a farm, a two-person farm, is hard yakka, constant hard yakka. Animals are creatures of habit. They like to continue to receive their food just when they have always received it. As close to 6 o'clock in the morning as possible. There's a good farmhand. So what, if the weather is being uncooperative. If it is raining, and the mercury is struggling to get into double digits, even come midday. That double-malted bran bale of hay looks and smells delicious. Toss it here please.