Calpurnia has had her last calf, which will in turn be the last to be born on the farm. No more breeding cows, these last three geriatric girls have earned their retirement.
Chores have been done, fruit is ripening on the trees, and four bouncy calves grace the paddocks.
First batch of kids went to market, prices are holding.
Weather has been gorgeous, just enough rain to keep things green without any recent flooding. Hot damn!