Our neighbours, though... Two of our closest neighbours are fans of dirt bikes. Mostly, during the week, it's not a problem. But on weekends, one or both households like to bring the bikes out to ride around. And around. And around.
They're SO LOUD!!
Both households are moving on soon - one has their place on the market, the other is renters who've told us they'll be relocating soon - so I'm trying to be patient and put up with it.
But it's crazily disruptive. Lucinda can't sleep through it and the irregularity of the noise - the revving of the engines shattering a quiet afternoon - is, basically, incredibly aggravating.
Moving on from that, life is ticking along nicely here. I've been using my month of solitude to really get stuck into taming the paddocks and gardens.
A new flowerbed around the tipuana tree.
I've spoken to one of the neighbours about buying a couple of sheep off him to keep some of the lawns down. Much though I actually enjoy the mowing (luckily), it's much too big a job without some animal help.
A few times a week we're out there currently, Lu strapped to my body in a harness (wearing all her safety gear of course), to mow and mow and mow. Then, there's whipper snipping and trying to get weeds under control too.
We've now got cattle on the back half of the property, but we still need help to keep the rest under control.
Can you tell the houses haven't featured too highly on our priority list recently?
Saying hi to Dad.
Lucinda's been having a great time out here. She is thick as thieves with our neighbour's son, and they play together most days now.
Another neighbour also comes over and collects her to take her for a ride around the arena some afternoons...
Lucinda takes her own horses along too, of course.