Down on the Farm
My family home is a smallholding in rural wales. My parents are nearing retirement, they have a few animals and i go back to visit on a weekly basis as its only about half an hours drive from our cottage. My dad use to work on a milking farm in the morning and had his own cows and sheep to produce fine quality beef and lamb. He was well known for the quality of his stock.
Growing up on a small farm was wonderful as i was able to help with animals and i was always the one to bottle feed orphan lambs, piglets and i even bottle fed and reared my own calf. Sally is now fully gown and quite the mature lady! Farming was different when i was small, the farming process has changed a lot in the last 25 years, and that's only a very small time in the development of farming. We use to enjoy the hot summer evenings when it was haying time, all the farming neighbours would gather together to help each other with their hay - the hayrides were the best perched right on top of the bales, and when it was done food was laid on after to feed all the helpers. It was a real community spirit and we had a lot of fun.
Its a lot quieter at the farm these days as they don't have so many animals. At the farm i have 6 sheep and Sally the cow. I don't have enough land to keep them with me so they very kindly look after them! My dad has 'acquired' 6 peacock last year he hatched them from some fertile eggs.They are currently all quite young an haven't started making any noise yet - but give it time! its a good job our nearest neighbour is a few fields away!
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