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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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  • Dying with the Full Moon

    Dying with the Full Moon

    Sadly, Harlequin died yesterday morning. She just could not keep herself alive anymore. The scours have see-sawed through her body since the beginning, never really letting up and the poor wee thing just got weaker and weaker.  So she left. Pneumonia took her away. Short lives are not wasted lives. We know this you and…

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  • Sunflowery

    Sunflowery

    Every morning after he has fed the chickens Hugo hooks up the trailer to his beloved ride -on lawn mower, cuts about 30 – 40 stalks of sunflowers  and driving about the farm,  distributes them between the pigs and cows and meat chickens.  Like a summer Santa  without the hat.  Tima is mad about them,…

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  • Pat’s Eye

    Pat’s Eye

    Pat agreed to pictures not words so here is what she saw yesterday. I hope you have a l0vely day! We will. Your friends on the farmy, Pat, Hugo and Celi    

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  • Sleep

    Sleep

    There is not enough of it.  Sleep that is. This is yesterday’s sunrise through the fog. The air temperature was so unusually cool. But warmer temperatures are on the way. So we will be cutting the next load of hay on Monday. I will be bringing in a lot of hay this time, if all…

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  • Have you noticed …

    Have you noticed …

    … That most of the time my images have nothing to do with what I write.  Do you think this is because often we are watching what we are watching but thinking of other things at the same time? Multi tasking in the thinking department.. as well as just plain multi tasking. We got piles…

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  • Imperfect people

    Imperfect people

    People, food, animals, laughter, and wine. The roosters trying to out do each other. The cough of big leggy grey herons trying to sleep  in the tree. (There are five roosting in there each night). The rustle of the pea-chicks in the cloak room. The gentle breathing of the dog beside the door waiting for me.…

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