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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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  • Baby Pictures

    Baby Pictures

    Nothing like baby animals on the farm.  This Bobby still surprises me with his vigor.  He is dancing about and chasing birds and dogs. A happy bull calf. Lady Astor has already introduced him to Alex and her girl.  And when I went out in the night to bring them in from the back field for…

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  • Meet Bobby T

    Meet Bobby T

    After a long and arduous labour, that had me quite undone (nothing like seeing a cow heaving around with two feet sticking out (still shrink wrapped) – that can leave a girl in a state), and Lady exhausted and disoriented she gave birth to a big fat bull calf.   And in the interim Lady managed to scrape up…

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  • A Peacock Train

    A Peacock Train

    I was up in the peacock palace yesterday to take photographs of Mr Flowers and his train. There is a particular sound he makes when he lifts his tail feathers up to tantalise the ladies so if you follow that sound you are pretty likely to see his display. Unless of course there is a…

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  • Resolute

    Resolute

    I am SO looking forward to milking.  Homegrown  milk is the wheel that houses our spokes. Almost all the animals will drink her milk. including me. And all those wonderful things we make with the milk and cream. Oh cream! It’s been too long. But still we wait. All of us. Her milk will feed us…

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  • This is my Job

    This is my Job

    Farming these acres is my job.  A job I chose. A job I chose and grew to love. Being a woman farmer is what I am all about. A woman who farms not a farmers wife. I am the farmer.  The grower of food.  And I am still a relatively young woman.  In the peak of her…

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  • Under the weather

    Under the weather

    I am. Feeling a little under the weather.   That is a peculiar expression. “Under  the Weather”. But it is how I feel. This endless gray rainy cold weather. I am under it.  So I took an extra half hour of sleep for myself  in my warm bed under my Australian wool duvet but the…

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