Friday, 9 July 2010

One man (and his lamb and his calf) went to mow a meadow

Our twin villages are surrounded by olive groves and vineyards, and the summers here are very hot and dry, so the threat of seasonal runaway fires is ever-present, and the potential financial loss to local farmers is high.

For this reason, the municipality takes its task of overseeing the annual clearing of plots very seriously: as the rains start easing in August, residents will get a friendly reminder in their mailboxes to level overgrowth on their properties; six weeks later a somewhat more sternly worded missive will go out; and if you haven’t done the necessary by November, the municipality will take it upon themselves to clear your plot and charge you handsomely for the trouble.

Strangely, there is a large gap in the market in our village on the plot-clearing front: every year, we all scramble to find someone willing to spend half a day wielding an industrial weedeater for a sum that won’t cause instant bankruptcy.

Johann has come up with an ingenious solution – two, in fact. They’re called Lilly the calf and Rammy the sheep, and they are currently resident in his back garden, where they are doing a slow but steady job of clearing his overgrowth.

Rammy is comfortable going for walkabout on a lead (here, Johann takes her for a trot). And isn’t Lilly the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?

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abhas@numismatology said...

good post

ali g said...

Tell Johann that if any Kiwis [New Zealanders] come knocking on his door offering to walk his sheep for him not to trust them and to tell them to bugger off.

Johann said...

No worries mate! I will gladly save my sheep from any untoward attention. Send photo's.