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

My farms are organic and regenerative and full of stories. I have been writing here about environmentally sustainable farming and food and travel since 2011.

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  • The Essence of Languid

    The Essence of Languid

    Though every description of the word languid  that I read does not say what I think Languid means. This cat is languid but is by no means LISTLESS.  List Less. Less List – now what does that mean. To list less. Like a ship? No listing to port, stay on an even keel-  no taking…

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  • Up to the Yards

    Up to the Yards

    Once again the cows have been brought back up to the yards though the concrete yards are not much drier at least the cows cannot pog holes in them with their cloven hooves. We had two inches of rain in an hour at milking time last night. So often the rain is at milking time, have…

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  • The moment between the minutes

    The moment between the minutes

    When my son was here we were talking about technology and smart phones and audio books and things like that. And how we can do all these interesting things on the move. When we have a spare moment we can check our emails or the weather,listen to music in the garden or have a book…

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  • Help Comes

    Help Comes

    And it is Good. The day before yesterday I roared through the day getting ready for the new woofer plus working with the rescue piglets every few hours. The five are still alive but one is very low and there are two who still are unable to get up to their feet. If they fall down they lie where…

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  • A little JOY

    A little JOY

    Molly took her piglets into their weed garden yesterday.   They played and played for ages. Running at top speed playing dodg’ums jumping over the top of each other, smashing into each other, ambushing each other, honking and grunting with delight until Mum called them in for dinner and I closed the gate for the…

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  • Then a step sideways

    Then a step sideways

    I had to put the two badly hurt piglets to sleep.  I had hoped they would recover but they were getting less and less able to move about, their legs were useless and their crying had become piteous. It was only going to get worse for them. So I had to call it.  Putting them to Sleep…

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