Saturday, July 30, 2016

Dairy farm auction

This week I attended my first farm auction since I was a little girl of about eight. I vaguely remember going to a tobacco auction with my dad in Southern Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe).

The mega farmer was diversifying by selling off his dairy herd. The retirement home (where my MIL lives) did the catering and the farmer offered a portion of the profits to  the centre.   

I was asked to take photos for next week's provincial newspaper. 
The first photo I took was of an old dog on the yard 
Another riding in its yoomen's shoulder bag
Pens of dairy cows waiting for the auction to begin
A close-up of a Holstein cow 
A crowd sits in on the auction

I've included a video of the auctioneer in action. I'll be interested to know if readers understood anything the man said! 

I'm linking to Saturday Critters with Eileen here


  1. Hello, attending the auction sounds like fun. The dogs are cute and I love the cattle. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend!

  2. in my opinion the auctioneers are never really saying anything. i have to listen to HOURS of car auctions because Bob loves cars and sometimes there is five or more hours of car auction on TV.. the only thing they say is the price, the rest is just funky words that mean nothing. this guy sounds just like the ones on TV.. i love the cows and it makes me sad he is selling them.. Of course the old dog is my favorite today and i want to hug that dog. so beautiful


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