People always tell me that farming must be so peaceful and fulfilling.

They usually say this after I have chased the horses out of the neighbor's garden, fix a fence that a tree suddenly fell onto (I swear the sheep gnawed that tree like a beaver until it fell over on to it), and someone has arrived to pick up their little lawn-mowing darling of a lamb that has a grain bucket stuck to it's head.

This usually happens within 15 minutes of each other.

So let's just say that farming is .....
well.....
Let's just say farming is an adventure

I'm still waiting on the peaceful part.