Holy Daze

The morning ritual is to chop wood and feed sheep.  The sun was just peeking over the hills when all that was happening this morning, bathing us in a lovely golden hue.

Irony - too hot from chopping to light fire afterwards!

The meek shall inherit the stock nuts

Other than that there is a steady stream of tradies as we get on top of the usual teething issues when taking over a house.  Joy!  Turn on the fire hose!