Spare cow

Spare cow

In the face of a mystery, we find ourselves examining our morals.

The fourth herd

The fourth herd

After a winter without any cows, our fourth herd has arrived to fresh spring growth.

Spraying gorses

Spraying gorses

Gorse is an unfortunate reality of owning farmland in New Zealand. This week I got out and sprayed some.

Fencing folly

Fencing folly

Simultaneously the most boring, difficult, and utterly necessary bit of owning a farm.

Saying goodbye

Saying goodbye

Our cows are ready to sell, and the market is good. But it’s still hard to say goodbye to the livestock we’ve looked after for 12 months.