Trailer, lost calf and fallen willow...
Emma Heseltine - 02 June 2013
I’ve got a trailer to clean out. Funnily enough I really don’t mind this job despite the fact that I inevitably get some form of poo in my hair, all over my clothes and face. I get to use the pressure washer which is a little joy of mine. Muck be gone! You can not withstand the power of the pressure washer, nothing can. It's so much more satisfying than scrubbing the trailer with a brush. I know it wont be shiny for long, but boy is it shiny when I’m done.
The goslings have gone out into their hut at the top of the field. I can no longer hear them squeaking all night long. There is a mesh fronted hut with a small pen outside it which they can explore to break them in gently to the joys of the great outdoors. Later we let them out of this pen so they can roam further a field, they are quite cautious in their explorations so far. They are very keen on this new thing they have discovered though (grass) and are devouring it with great enthusiasm.
I’m digging dock and get a phone call from the boss. Apparently one of our calves is wandering about in the road at Houghton, not a good place to be. One of our farming neighbours is going to put it back, but I'll need to move them when I get home. They are obviously bored in the water meadow and are seeking greener grass. There is the correct number of calves when I get back but we move them anyway. They are keen to go and once we steer them away from the other side of the water meadow, which they are not allowed to graze, its' pretty easy tot get them in the big Houghton field; they can see the lovely grass there.
There is a tree in the big Houghton field that has given up and fallen over the fence. It’s a willow and two of its enormous branches have caused some damage. Sophie come with her chainsaw and does some trimming, leaving us with some logs to remove and some brash to clear up. It’s a lovely sunny day and the work goes quickly under the shade of the willow. We are soon using loppers to savage the rest of the tree that will have to come down and we get quite a pile of willow branches at the end of the day. It all has to be carefully collected up and taken to the bonfire because even the smallest twig can grow into a new tree.
Emma completed a degree in Creative Imaging at Huddersfield University before working for a photography studio as an editor. Taking a break from the office world she worked in outdoor education for several years, climbing, abseiling, shooting, trampolining and even life-guarding with children of all ages. When Emma found out about the apprenticeship scheme with the Soil Association it seemed the perfect chance to do something worthwhile and fulfilling. After much searching and badgering farms in the North of England she found a position with Hadrian Organics and started in July 2011. So far it is living up to her expectations, every day is a new challenge and every day is different.
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