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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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  • while miss c slept

    while miss c slept

    (photograph courtesy of Hugo Photographic Productions – he said I looked like a beautiful baby) The turkeys and the cats and the dogs.  Waited.  It rained all day. I did not mean to go to sleep. It just happened.  The fire was burning, everyone was safe and fed but not necessarily dry and no turkeys…

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  • To begin

    To begin

    For the first hour and a bit of my journey to Chicago I drive up to a station called University Park. There I leave the car. The second half of my journey to Chicago is on the Metra. The Metra. A train designed to move as many people as possible from where they were to where…

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  • Gone off

    Gone off

    Boo is handling security. Jake is handling lunch. Ton will watch the cows. Sheila is head pig. And Geraldine promises to keep the turkeys off the porch. Love c  

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  • Autumn Rains

    Autumn Rains

    And rains and rains and winds and winds. Though today is just wind. Cold wind. Yesterday evening, in my clown suit and jacket, I opened the gates for the cows to come up and shelter by the barn for the night and they GALLOPED through the fields to get to the trees. Clods of soil flying…

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  • Chapa Bread

    Chapa Bread

    After a weekend of feasting with new friends, yesterday I was treated to a visit from two old friends. They have been here before. So there was no need for nervous cleaning or shining. It was a very relaxed few hours.  And a perfect day to make chapa bread and an omelette for lunch. Here is BooBoo on…

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  • The quiet feathers

    The quiet feathers

    After I dropped Hugo and his family at the railway station to begin their journey to Chicago, I drove all the way home to the farm again in an empty car. When I got home I stood in the drive and the silence was almost crushing.  I went inside to see if the silence was the same in…

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