The dreaded *back yard* Lawnmowers you either hate em or you love em. Out there across the globe that familiar drone of the lawnmower will be resonating in the still Sunday morning air, while the neighbours in suburbia try to get their sleep in....

And life continues I suppose. We've been roasting for day after day and slowly but surely my cabbage trees have been showing signs of stress from the lack of moisture. Now I have piles of dead leaves I have to clear up along with my weeds as well....

Something told me there were evil farm cat plans being set into place to raid the sacred sanctuary of the rescued goldfish from out of the Mad Bush Silt Pond yesterday. It began with Dream checking the dog was chained up..how cunning is that I...

I was asked the other day how my grass situation was on the farm here. Well I have loads still despite the drought we're having here in Northland. The shock there was not surprising. The only reason I have any at all is because I cut down on my stock....

I should have known. Right in the middle of editing and what happens????? A conspiracy by the Rain Gods to yet again foil my grand plans of great productions and all that kind of rubbish. Meantime...little did I know not so good things were going on...