Letters For My Baby Girl

The Second Fellowship Book. Letters for my Baby Girl. “Yes my darling girl. That is you.” Our last and first book Letters for my little Sister  was written by a  group of women from The Fellowship who created  an extraordinarily honest and powerful anthology of discussions on The Menopause.  It is a very individual and ground breaking …

A Hammer and a Nail

I took my hammer and nails and worked on fences most of the day. Hello Minty. There will be a lot of people in and out of the farm and the house while I am away and the last thing I need is a runaway pig taking advantage of an open door. So I have …

breakfast in the fog

By myself… because no-one else here is as moved by fog as much as I am, but thats ok. No-one else finds delight in moving amongst the blanket of droplets that remind me of the sea. But thats ok. You see,  no-one else here, the people who grew up on the plains,  realises that the sounds …

Eight More sleeps

Then I fly out to California to prepare for the jump over the ditch to New Zealand. I will stay the night in L.A. – before I fly out. I often feel like a diver decompresssing up into the world. If I do it slowly my blood will not bubble.  I have to ease my way back …

Fallen clothing

It is the time of year when I start the day wearing a few extra layers.    No, you are not going to talk me into using the F word quite yet but there is a wee chill in the air when the dogs and I set out to walk both farms. So I wear all …

Good Boo Hunting

I know, that like me, you are feeling wretched about Daisy,  sadly soothed by Big Dogs gentle slide into the after world and in a killing rage about the mink murdering so many chickens that night.    I read all your loving comments during the following days. This Fellowship we have is such a wonderful place to be. You have …

The ill wind that blew no good

.. was no good wind at all… Bad news should always be delivered fast I think.  So here it is. Yesterday when I woke up I discovered that our Old Big Dog had died in the night.   I won’t put you through a nostalgic slide show. He was a good dog. And an old …

A dream

Do you remember I told you about that young man, (who actually found me on the woofer site – got  in touch then disovered that I was only 8 miles from the acre plot that he intends to turn into a gently organically, sustainably grown vegetable garden). Did I tell you about him? He has …

Glorious Failures

My boot on the ramp of the tractor, yarning about cows and pigs and hay. This is what I was missing. Yarning.  The hay man was here, with his dad and his sons. All with an opinion about the state of the hay  – each opinion was considered – chewed  and nodded over.  There was time. …

A D-cision

Last night, as I took a quick shot of the sunset then raced back to the house to finish all the work in there that was piling up- I made a Decision. It is always important to look at your objectives and then re-evaluate and make a decision. So let’s do that. a) Have I achieved …