Evandale Sunday Markets. Come see us for a chat and see some of the things that we sell that aren't website friendly, like
pastured chook eggs, fresh produce, Mary's cupcakes and any other crafty items that we make from time to time.
More Evandale Sunday Markets.
Here's what the other end of the market stall looks like. There's always something tasty on offer - the candles smell tasty, but you probably shouldn't eat them. They ARE 100% soy wax, so you probably could eat them, although I definitely wouldn't. I'll be clear - DO NOT EAT THE CANDLES, NO MATTER HOW GOOD THEY SMELL!
Lolly is Candy's first calf. She's a big girl now and is just about to have her first calf early in December 2016. Look at that face!
Mrs Grey and Misty.
When Misty was born, she wasn't particularly good at finding her Mum's udder, but she soon got the hang of it.
There she is, Lady in all her bovine glory. Such a pretty little girl and her Mum, Misty is doing such a good job. It's pretty amazing that the little calf in the previous picture is now the big beautiful cow, having her own calves. That's Candy in the background, keeping watch for marauding plovers! She's not far from having her third calf.
Picking Hawthorne berries at Perth Tasmania
We supplement the berries from our own Hawthorne Hill with berries foraged from hedgerows and wild grown bushes throughout the North East of Tasmania. This is a great spot in Perth, on the banks of the South Esk river.
Sunrise over the cattle yards.
The sun comes up over the North side of Hawthorne Hill. It's always pretty, sometimes it's breathtaking...
Chicks in the brooder
Some day-old Gold Laced Wyandotte chicks that were hatched in an incubator. They're all grown up now and having chicks of their own.
Moonrise on the Hawthorne Hill.
When the moon is full, the cows are on the prowl... I'm pretty sure that cows don't howl, so why do I hear howling when I look at this?
Snow on Mount Arthur.
Arthur can be a mysterious bloke. When the weather turns, he's usually a bit coy. We've really only had a good view of snow on him twice since we came to Hawthorne Hill Farm. There's been about three other times that we've missed.
Proof that we live in a Fairytale...
Here's a beautiful, yet deadly winter visitor. That whole colour scheme just tells me "Don't Touch!". We get these around the birch trees in our driveway every time the cold wet comes by.
Making hay while the sun shines...
Here's how things look around hay season on The Farm. We're making do with a slasher instead of a mower and we're going to have to hand-rake this year. Our contractor says that the length isn't enough for the rake to pick up. That's the Hawthorne Hill on the left and Mount Arthur on the right.
It's a Christmas miracle!
This little chick is only a couple of days old. We found it's mum with a clutch of about 11 chicks on Christmas Day 2016. This little trouble-maker got separated from his/her flock mates and was hiding in a bramble patch. Mother and chicks doing well...
Nibby loves Christmas!
Although he's usually not a slave to fashion, Nibby will make the occasional exception for a special event. They don't come much more special than Christmas on Hawthorne Hill Farm.
Fresh from Mary's oven!
When a special request was made for bread for the Christmas feast, Mary helped one of our customers with this tasty lot. The Farm kitchen always smells great, but the delicious aroma of fresh baked bread is hard to beat!
Santa visits Evandale Sunday Markets.
We were honoured with a visit from Santa to our market stall at the last market for 2016. John the Pony Ride Man helped a very busy Santa to see all the sights of the markets (between photo sessions).
Another early start at Evandale
The sun is pretty low in the sky for a winter breakfast from the van at Evandale Sunday Markets. The Boss gets a feed as top priority (once the customers are fed) and Abbie has my back!
One of our steak sangas, about to keep someone going for the rest of the day.