We volunteered to be farming hosts this year. Our guests originally from North Leach in the UK but more recently in Melbourne were the Claytons. James and Rachael with Polly (3yr) and Kate(3mths old) and Liz (James mother) arrived at Greenvale late Friday afternoon just in time for the end of day feeding of the animals. I introduced the Claytons to our assortment of poultry and fed Doreen the Wessex Saddle back and then ventured down to a paddock near by and fed Prince and Beatrice our other two saddle backs.
After getting the kids to bed we adjourned to the dining room for some scintillating conversation regarding farming practices over several bottles of red wine while dining on roast leg of Greenvale Lamb in front of a roaring fire.
On the way back to the house Yuri the photographer from the Weekly times arrived and we spent the next hour and a half trying to get the perfect photo. This ranged from gathering around Prince to marching in line formation
up the fence line. For our second round of shots we gathered around the round hay bale situated in Rory the calf and Madison the lambs paddock. Neither Rory nor Madison wanted to come and pose in front of the haybale neither did Ace or Basil our Australian Kelpies that wandered by at that point. At one point Yuri yelled at
me to just grab the calf and drag it over... yeah right. We did however manage to make the front page of the Weekly times (Well Madison and Polly did).

After our photo shoot and after what was to be our breakfast but more like brunch of home grown poached eggs and bacon we regrouped and headed out to shift sheep. We had a herd of sheep that required shifting from a paddock over the road that we were planning to crop to the top end of the property. Over the road we saw a bunch of our resident Kangaroos and then rounded up the sheep wi
th the help of our Keplies Ace and Basil. The sheep essentially shifted themselves and we just tagged along for the ride.

We did a bit of wheatgrass bashing and drove through the wheatgrass which was as tall as the ute and then went and check the cattle an animal which Liz seems to somewhat fear. She was admirably strong though in confronting her fears.
It was a light grazing lunch of cold cuts, cheese, salads, nice bread etc. It was grazing as it wasnt really long since we had tucked into bacon and eggs. During lunch we read and listened to Rachaels and Pollys interview with the ABC (http://www.abc.net.au/local/stories/2008/05/23/2253406.htm) and realised that she and Polly were keen on seeing the big tractor. Where as we had planned to go gathering firewood there was no doubt what we would be doing. So we all got loaded up into our respective cars and
headed off to our other property at Mafeking which backed onto the Grampians where brother Scott was sowing with the big tractor we have named Shrek. When it came time for rides Ben shot up the ladder like a bullet and fended everyone else off as its the machine that he believes that only he and Uncle Scott are in charge of.
It was Polly and Rachaels turn to ride Shrek however when it came time for Polly to climb up 
into the cab it all became a bit intimidating and Rachael rode shotgun without Pollcy with Scott cutting a couple of laps sowing oats. To experience this first hand is invaluable as it really inspires thought provoking questions and really opens up an educational dialog.
Although we would have loved to have the Claytons stay another evening they had to get back for commitments back in Melbourne. James and Rachael mentioned that the visit well exceeded their expectations and we agreed that it did ours also.
Thanks to Deb Bain and the Farm Day team not only did the day achieve its goals of education it also as equally importantly generated a new friendship.
(See all pictures at http://picasaweb.google.com.au/AnthonyKumnick/FarmDay)
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