Tane of the night

This was the morning yesterday, clear and cold with a good hard white crunchy frost. Later  yesterday evening Jake and I drove up to Chicago to the United Cargo depot to collect the latest member of the farmy family. After the shortest of waits Tane Mahuta,our kunekune boar baby, in his new big white crate, was …

Never say never

Sometimes I stare at the Title Space and nothing enters my mind. Actually I often stare with nothing in my mind but we all know that by now. ‘Never say never’ sprang to mind last night when I began to load this page.  There are always hiccups along the way.  Not major ones. just little …

Two day old Kittens

Though you have to squint your eyes and peer into the screen to see them. My Dad always said where there is light there is a photograph.  He forgot to mention  – unless the photograph will not SIT STILL. Four are a light salmon gold. Two are  as marmalade coloured as Marmalade. I think. I have …

News!

Good news and middling news .. kind of. Marmalade had her kittens yesterday. That is the good news. The bad news is that she had SIX kittens. The good news is that we have homes for  three and the rest have work to do in the West Barn.  But first poor wee Marmie has to raise …

Back to The farm.

Home again. Home again. Jiggedy Jig. Back to the farmy we go. And autumn has come. I came home to a pigs welcome. And a pigs welcome is a such a joy.  When I first walked out into the field yesterday morning, Sheila was lying down sleeping in the sun. She saw me, leapt up …

Back to Busy – ness

I am off again. By the time you read this I will be in the air on the first of my three flights home.  When I get home I will cut off my nails,  pack away my good boots. Shoo the spiders out of my gumboots and begin again. The first order of business will …

Rugged

I am staying at my Youngest Son’s house now – with him and his beautiful new wife and child – on the other side of the hill to Senior Son.  With my relocation the weather turned on its heel, the warmth scuttled for cover and we are now being blasted with strong cold winds. And on this …

Life as a Wall

A climbing wall. As you can see from the lead image even children can climb this wall. Little tiny children. Yesterday my daughter suggested going to a climbing wall in Lower Hutt, Wellington, New Zealand. She said: Give it a try. I said: I am too tired. She said: But you must. I said: I have no shoes. She …

Shopping in Wellington

No! Not for clothes. No point in doing that. No point in shopping for clothes unless it is a new carhart jacket.  When I get back to the farm it will be work clothes all the way – until January when I return to New Zealand for Senior Son’s wedding. So I am leaving my …

A garden in the city

Up the back of a lovely old house, on a hill in Mirimar, in Wellington, New Zealand – is a wild garden. Wild. You could get lost in this garden. So I did. (You can tell I am talking to my middle sister on the phone in that picture. My back is very straight.  You have …