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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 new and the forever

    The new and the forever

    All things repeat. All things. And now Paris. Again.  The world is a frightening  and fascinating place.  I have lived in a number of cities in the world. I have made terrible mistakes and wondrous decisions. So I am not naive. And as you know I have made a decision to move to the country, grow…

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  • A most exciting plan

    A most exciting plan

    I am hatching a plan. You know I have been thinking of buying a bull. Now don’t go getting all upset again. Just listen for a minute. Without a bull I am dependent on OTHER people to breed my cows, using AI, this is not sustainable. These people work, they are far away, it is…

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  • Red Hot Chili Eggs

    Red Hot Chili Eggs

    No, we are not going to eat eggs with chili, that actually does not sound very nice at all. I fed the CHICKENS  the red hot chilis and look!  This is what happens when you feed the last of the chilis from the garden to the chickens – the laying chickens! Red-Orange eggs yolks! I put a pre-chili yolk next…

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  • Flying Turkeys

    Flying Turkeys

    Did you know – well, who knew –  turkeys fly? They sure love to be all over the roof of my house, but they talk nicely. Though they do not like to be separated. If they are seperated they cry and pace. Then they will fly. Fly across to their family. Is that why I love…

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  • Bring out your pumpkins

    Bring out your pumpkins

    In America, in the Fall, the people buy pumpkins and put them on their front door steps. Their stoops. An estimated THREE million pumpkins are purchased in the United States during the month leading up to Halloween.  Many people carve scary Halloween faces into their pumpkins to keep that old Irish drunk Stingy Jack at bay,…

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  • The Last Time

    The Last Time

    Last night I milked Lady Astor, the house cow, for the last time this season.  She does not know it yet because she is a cow and though invited to the meeting of me and … um … ‘me’ to discuss the future of her milking season – she had nothing to say other than “What…

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