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

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  • Her tail …

    Her tail …

    Alex wears her tail like a train.  It is so long but how I wish she would stand still so I could get a brush through it.  She has the best tail, that wee Dexter cow but she prefers dreadlock look. My cow is a hippie. Carlos the Tiny having a scratch. We found some…

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  • 6 Days to go …

    6 Days to go …

    Here are a few pictures of Lady’s udder. Many of you have experience in these things so you can join in the guesswork. There are 6 days to go until Lady Astor’s due date. May 1st. I personally don’t think she will go the full six days. Lady A is a Dutch Belted/Holstein cross.  This…

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  • I lost my clothes

    I lost my clothes

    This is the time of year when your day starts cold so you eat a hot breakfast, dress for the weather and go outside and then later in the morning, and layer at a time,  you peel off your clothing  leaving little pools of discarded colour like a trail of breadcrumbs to follow back home. Then later…

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  • Once a week

    Once a week

    Once a week we are looking at this patch of ground – top sown with my special pasture cocktail.  Watching the grass grow. I am excited. The pasture not so much. In case you cannot see the whole of the picture in your header, and after all who can see the whole picture in many…

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  • I don’t know the title today

    I don’t know the title today

    The thing with disappointment is that you just have to swallow and deal with it. I think the actual swallow is pretty important to this process. Like a pause. A stand on the one foot.  The stillness. The re-evaluation- once again- after all this time, seeing for sure that your plans were for naught.  Poppy…

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  • In Toad Hall

    In Toad Hall

    Yesterday I was driving to the little store to buy some cheese and milk (I can’t wait until  I don’t need to do that anymore) and my car stopped. Dead. Dead.  Stopped. It would not start again. So the dogs and I turned around and walked home. The car had Run out of gas evidently. oops.…

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