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I am Cecilia. A New Zealander who farms in Illinois.

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  • Wild Flower Garden

    Wild Flower Garden

    The wild flowers have begun to get all blowsy and over blown – going to seed  – with traces of last nights makeup and tired feet from dancing.  My plan was to fence it off and put the cows in there but I am not sure I could bear it.  It is still too beautiful…

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  • Pigs do not bend

    Pigs do not bend

    Pigs do not bend in the middle. When they walk they do not curl around the corner like dogs – they shuffle like little fat buses. Here WaiWai’s head is quite still while his rear end tap dances across to get in line before he can continue around the corner. Alissa and I threw up…

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  • Why am I cold?

    Why am I cold?

    I am cold this morning.  It is 54F/12C. This is downright chilly for high summer out here.  You know how you are fast asleep in bed but woken by being cold but not THAT cold, just cold enough to WANT to get up and get another cover for the bed, but NOT cold enough to…

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  • No Looking

    No Looking

    The songs of night insects were the biggest change during the eclipse of August 2017.  For a good ten minutes of so the crickets sung and the birds went  quiet. We were way too far North to see anything but a partial cover of the suns surface viewed through a dirty welding helmet but close…

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  • Dogs Laid Flat Out

    Dogs Laid Flat Out

    The dogs on the floor last night after I finished work. Flat and OUT. Because we had been flat out I suppose. Though their “flat out” makes more sense than the busy, busy “flat out”. I smelt pretty bad after a flat out day maybe I  KNOCKED  them out. Cats never look smelly. BooBoo follows…

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  • “cat on hot tin car”

    “cat on hot tin car”

    You never know when you are going to see Moon. He does not eat here or hang about – you will just come around the corner and he will be sitting sadly watching something that is not you.  Lady Astor cried all last night and all the night before. Suddenly she wants her baby back…

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