John has been watching my transformation since moving to Struan Farm full time with considerable bemusement. There are days when I don't even put on makeup (shock, horror!), just sunscreen. He has taken to calling me "a country girl." And while I don't want to let myself go to the pack, I see this as a badge of honor.
Even more so after yesterday. Each morning I go out to unlock the gates and feed Clifford before I have my coffee and breakfast. Yesterday when I did so several ewes feeding by the roadside fence decided to escape under the fence, something that's not easy to do. And they bolted out onto busy State Highway 3. They were dodged by a truck and disappeared. I ran inside to ring Farmer John (vs. hubby John) to make him aware of the situation, but then realised I had to try to do something without creating a bigger problem.
I walked down the road and found them at the road entrance to the new house. Clifford sat at the end of the drive as a deterrent while I opened the gate into that paddock. It took a little convincing but the four sheep finally ran through. What a team--Clifford and Karen!
I went back and put posts on the bottom of the fence so this won't happen again.
All this before coffee and breakfast. Wait until I tell both Johns...
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