• I realised yesterday that much of my life now deals with discussing poop, planning what to do with poop, and managing poop. I’m still working out exactly how I feel about that…
• We sold two pigs on tonight and learned some valuable farm lessons:

1. A 25kg pig, struggling and screaming, is pretty much the same as trying to carry 50kg.
2. A 35kg pig, struggling and screaming, is a two-man lift.
3. Trying to coax a pig over with food so you can gently lift and cradle it is a waste of time. Seriously, just corner and tackle it.
4. True farm folks have no qualms about jumping into a pig pen without shoes on. Using that logic, I am far from being true farm folk.
5. Handling pigs means you get covered in pig mud, both the literal and the euphemistic kind.
6. Related to point 5, after handling pigs it’s best to get your clothes off on the front porch. Linhda that explains the ripped and muddy pair of shorts on the front porch when you get home.
7. Pigs really have the potential to more than pay for themselves, and actually to fund other farm projects.

On a related topic, a year from now might see us with significant amounts of excess pork if anybody is interested…

• Pigs crunching up prawn heads is the grossest noise ever! Seriously. It’s nasty.

Linhda’s Christmas present to me – home-made signs for my babies!!!!!!