It’s onerous to consider that we’ve hit Might (I’m wrapped in a thick jumper and woolly socks), however the Met Workplace has introduced its predictions for one more scorcher of a summer time.
It’s inserting the blame on El Nino, one thing I vaguely bear in mind studying about in geography in school.
Now, I’m all for a terrific tan and a simple harvest, however summer time 2022 left us with a couple of challenges to take care of.
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To most of the people, the drought of final summer time is a distant reminiscence, however we’re positively nonetheless feeling the consequences – the principle one being the drop in scanning proportion in our breeding ewes.
Perhaps we should always have held off tupping and lambed a bit later, however hindsight is an excellent factor and again in September there was no signal of any reduction within the type of precipitation.
Plus, it could have clashed lambing with my journey to New Zealand for a very good good friend’s wedding ceremony.
One other issue has been the tight provide of winter forage.
We planted stubble turnips on which to outwinter the spring calvers alongside the ewes, however there have been no record-breaking yields there (removed from it!), and so we ended up bringing the cows in and feeding straw and rolled barley to some, to make the silage final till spring.
It’s jogged my memory how flexibility is vital. No different business has to handle with so many elements which can be fully unpredictable and completely out of our management in the way in which we do.
Routine is nice, however the capacity to change it when required is a good energy – be it grazing or cropping rotations, inventory numbers, groundwork practices, the record goes on.
Change can be improbable, and I’m unhappy to say that my time as a Farmers Weekly younger farmer columnist has come to an finish.
It’s been a improbable two-and-a-half years, and I’m so glad that I submitted an utility again in November 2020. I’d suggest writing for FW to anybody. Writing, it appears, is a bit like farming – filled with deadlines. Nonetheless, I work finest once I’m beneath a little bit of strain.