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the mightiest trees emerge. Wondrous words travel right alongside them to describe their beauty – like majestic, awe-inspiring, magnificent, stately, etc.  Take a look at this photo and tell me just one of those descriptive words is wrong.

 

Grandfather Gum

Grandfather Gum

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A couple of years ago I wrote a post about the incredible consistency of shop-bought eggs as opposed to the variation in their home-grown  cousins.  It came to mind again because of a slightly different anomaly on an egg carton hubby Kanute showed me. A quick calculation shows each egg weighs 41.5g, for 12 to equal 500g.

That incredible and questionably knowledgeable breed known as ‘they’ call these eggs Medium size. Huh? Egg farmers around the world would be squawking loudly and selling the first tiny eggs most chooks lay when they start — except they are rendered speechless by the very thought. Here’s a photo of that  pack of  ‘Medium’ sized eggs –

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Kelly, when she was Wendy

P-L-E-A-S-E take me home with you!

This story in pictures begins with the photo of our Kelly, who was still ‘Wendy’ at the animal shelter when this heart-rending photo was taken.  ‘Wendy’ was all signed up and paid for, when her new mother to be had an accident and was unable to go ahead with the adoption.  Unlucky lady… but oh SO lucky us! (more…)

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… crying over forbidden milk.  And who is crying?  Two big ‘boofy’ bulls.  And why?  Please read on.

They were separated the other day because they were caught still drinking from respective Mums at 18 months old!  AND, those two mobile milk factories are already working overtime, feeding two calves each.

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Our Australian Ute

When we had our shed fire at the beginning of this year, we lost our trusty old utility (a 1981 Mitsubishi L200).  It wasn’t too valuable really – except to us when we needed to cart stock to and from our local market with our trailer hitched on behind.  And when the paddocks were wet and sludgy, its 4-wheel drive capacity made it possible to still feed out hay to our eager beefies.

Here’s what was left after the fire event – (ironically, our extensive fire-fighting unit and equipment were all on the back – normally out of the shed on high fire risk days, but not on this balmy summer night)

How sad is that?

How sad is that?

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