And they're finally here.

After starting the week with our son overnight in hospital, it's nice to end the week on a high.  

Rogue, our neighbour, brought his sheep over to start Grazing the land, with a little help from us. And by little, I mean, basically nothing. We were probably more of a hindrance, actually.  

After checking and mending multiple parts of the fences thanks to the local Badger family  the land was ready for them to explore and graze ahead of lambing season.   

It was a real moment for us, watching them run onto their new pastures. We will just have to watch where we walk from now on, as if you didn't know, sheep sh*t a lot.  

And although our son Roman really enjoyed seeing them, we then had to endure his version of ba ba black sheep on repeat for the 30-minute journey home home afterwards.  

So, he shall remain at home next time, like most kids these days, with an iPad, iPod, or some ishit.  

Further updates coming soon.

Roots.

Small Farm. Big Dream