Christmas Day up on the Farm, Country Victoria
Unlike previous visits, I only took a few outdoor photos on Christmas Day, so don’t have many country photos to share.
The large orchard trees were covered in white netting to protect the ripening fruit from birds, but I lifted the side of a net on one of the small pear trees to find one tiny pear (approx 1 1/2″ big). No doubt this particular pear tree will be covered in fruit as summer progresses.
Actually, it’s not a ‘real’ farm in the sense of many animals and crops. 10 acres is usually considered a ‘hobby’ farm and while there is a large orchard, some grape vines, a couple of horses and some chickens, to me, this is as good as it gets for the inner city dweller that I am.
If I had retired from full-time work under different circumstances, (not chronic ill health), and had the finances, I would be definitely living in the country today and taking time out to travel overseas some more.
But as regular followers would know by my photos, I try to get out slow walking and taking photos several afternoons a week (when health symptoms or inclement weather doesn’t preclude this activity).
So I consider myself very Blessed.
“The difference between stumbling blocks and stepping stones is how you use them.” (author unknown)
Not much water in the dam, but Megs rushed madly into water reeds and was completely invisible for quite some time. Despite us calling for her many times, she didn’t come out until we started to walk up the hill towards the house, then she ran up to us, vigorously shook her wet fur and then ran around in circles and started scratching her ears, necessitating a thorough search by my SIL and niece to inspect her for water leeches.
On our walk around the fields, we seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time looking or calling for Megs (the dog). The photo above shows my niece outlined above the field of high grass looking for her as we walked back to the house.
Megs is a relatively small, wiry dog, acquired as a puppy earlier in the year, to guard the chickens against predators, but at the current time is almost invisible as she runs through the high grass sniffing around for birds and the like.
She has the most wonderful personality and is obviously well-loved and cared for, but there are large kangaroos visible at dawn or dusk in the lower fields, and one would hate for her to get kicked by a kangaroo (or even bitten by a venomous snake). I think I read somewhere on the internet that Australia has 9 out of 10 of the most venomous snakes in the world – I’ve leave you to check out if that is true.