Day 18
Day 18
I have managed to get most of the little items which we need to welcome and make our guests happy at TGC. The mattress is arriving tomorrow and then I shall start to look for the bed linen. It will be very exciting to actually receive the first guests. I often wonder where the first guests will actually arrive from? Will they like the place, feel comfortable and enjoy the surroundings? So many questions evolve in my head and so many whats’, ifs’ and buts’. Another lady and owner of a small business I met recently described her fear and panic of when she first opened and wrote about her business. She says now, she can “do it with closed eyes and with no fear or panic”.
For The Farmers Market, I have managed to source out a nice little gazebo and table for the Market Day. I am just waiting on one or two bits of information back from the Organisers, before I go ahead with the order. Purchase of a Card Reader is in the process. Everything else is sort of pending, with decisions still to be made so don’t have much more to report today. But, every bit of progress is a step forward, however little it may be.
Our neighbours informed us that their sheep were being sheared over the next two days and apologised in advance for all the noise we would hear. I thought they meant the Shearing Machine, but was shocked to hear all the sheep and their three month old lambs bleating away all afternoon and all night and into the early hours of the morning. I actually wondered if they were doing this because they were all cold, now, not having any wool on them anymore. I had absolutely no idea, that the actual lambs could no longer smell their mummies and were getting confused of who their real mummy was. Obviously they all found each other in the end, but it took hours and hours. Their bleating did not annoy me in the least, as I have become so used to hearing them, but I was concerned for them. This was yet again something new to me when living in the country side.
The Sheep Before They Were Sheared
