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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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  • Grass makes me Smile

    Grass makes me Smile

    And animals out of the barn and onto the grass makes me smile even more.  That wonderful chomp, chomp sound.  And laying down where it is clean. Ah yes, I love animals out on the grass. Sheila and Poppy are officially Out of the Barn too. They are back in Sheila’s summer corridor paddock with access…

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  • The perfect O

    The perfect O

    Of surprise when visitors arrive, complete with bottles of wine, at dinner time when there is plenty to eat. So everything except food and conversation (and of course the bottles of wine) is gently put aside until the morning.  Today the sun is shining, we are warming up a little and the calves are galloping about the…

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  • Whistling lungs.

    Whistling lungs.

    Whistling wind. By  mid afternoon yesterday the whistle in the lungs of Number Three Plonker had begun to recede. The Gatorade tip went down very well. (Thank you Marla) His favourite is mango. Orange came a close second.  He was not interested in his grain so I made a huge pot of vegetable soup and every few hours…

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  • The day before last –

    The day before last –

    The day before your yesterday, Plonker Number Three was delivered. (One of The Fellowship is going to grow him here for her family freezer). He did not get on with the other two so he had to go into the wild card pen in the center of the barn so he could get used to the others.…

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  • The Best of April

    The Best of April

    In Pictures. Just for fun. I would like to be able to do this at the end of every month but you know me, I am just as likely to forget, or we will have an Event that cannot be ignored. or something will go terribly right and I just cannot bear not to show…

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  • Storm Season

    Storm Season

    During the day, yesterday, the wind was all bluster. Big fat round bluster. My hair looked wind -blown -fantastic.  The storms came in later, at dusk and without any warning switched feet and kicked from the opposite direction, wooshing the tarp off the chicken tractor, slamming propped doors, scattering sheep. Of course the Tank hens were fine,…

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