“Hey!” said Friend’s voice on the end of the phone.
“Althea! You have to come and have a look at this little farm that’s up for sale. It’s perfect for you and your girls. Can you come this weekend?”
As you can tell, Friend was not one for mucking about.
And so a new MIDDEMOST began. A MIDDELMOST I never imagined would ever come true. A MIDDELMOST that required the stars and the moon and a strange set of circumstances to line up, and a MIDDELMOST that needed a huge leap of faith mixed with a huge bit of madness for it to even be contemplated as something that could happen.
But it did – and this is the journey.
Strategizing is a skill you use when all else fails or if the problem looks to be too big.
“How extraordinary,” I thought as I watched the wind gusts swing the backing gate across the dairy shed yard.
Men love to keep tough things a mystery … and the way we ladies have been ‘conditioned’ to being semi-hopeless, hopeless, or drastically hopeless is a matter for the situation or the man’s ego.
Well, pregnancy testing is over. Thank goodness. Anxiety dissipates as the verdict “Pregnant” … “Pregnant” … “Pregnant” exits the vet’s mouth and I add another tick alongside another cow’s name.
Now, the most dreadful part of getting to know my girls again was the reality that I was a commercial dairy farmer and I had to make THOSE commercial dairy farmer decisions.
One of the best things about the move to the dairy farm was getting to know my lovely cows again.
Becoming a South Islander had a few problems … or should I put that as ‘becoming a North Cantabrian’ …
In the meantime, while this was all going on, I was trotting back up to the North Island on a reasonably regular basis to care for my little farmlet up there.
The rest of the season melded into a blur and, looking back, I realise how much the wonderful people around me became a gift that saved the farm from the disasters that might have happened.
My head was exploding. People who know about stuff seem to be so willing to part with and share their knowledge.
The fourth 'Letter from Middelmost Dairy Farm'. I had to make the North to South move as simple and as smooth as possible otherwise I knew I was going to crumple before the trek had even begun.
Letters from Middelmost Dairy Farm. To have good people around you is essential and, in this matter, I was blessed.