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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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  • Oops, she’s done it again! Boo too. Boo is as much to blame!

    Yesterday  I went to The Breeders farm to collect my milk.  (The Breeder bred Daisy and is my mentor in all things Cow). She was flat out. Jogging across her quad to say Hullo. Huge tractors and trailers parked  by the bins. The flat sun was shining and they were harvesting and there is no…

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  • The View from the Coupe and the View from the Loft

    Dinner is served every night at this table in the Coupe. We have come in from the covered verandah, it is a mite chilly in the evenings now. Our view is all corn. The  broiler chickens are nearing the end of their time here. I am pleased to report that they have grown slowly and…

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  • Making soap for the first time

    Soap is not hard to make as long as you get yourself very organised before you begin. It only takes a couple of hours to make a decent batch of soap.  I used  lye, lard, coconut oil and water, then added lavender for fragrance. After reading all the sites you sent me to, this weekend I…

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  • How a dog breaks the shell of an egg

    Daisy is  a tall cow.  Every day Boo gets an egg straight from the chook house.  He will throw it up into the air so it will break when it falls and I tried to get this shot. Often it takes three or four throws. But my attention wandered for an instant and he was…

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  • visitors, burlap bags, pigs bottoms, lightening in the skies, where do I begin

    Yesterday Camera house caught Daisy showing you how she backs slowly through the burlap bags dislodging flies. Very slowly. Gently swaying through the lightest of brushes. Flies gone.  Not perfect. But she is after all. A Cow. We have a visitor come to stay.  The Matriarch has gone to Georgia with Our John, so I…

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  • Going Walkies … and then back again.

    This is how I know it is time to go walkies, the top step  by the red door is crowded with dogs. They try desperately to appear patient but it is a losing game. The Big Dog elected to stay on the porch though. He was a bit tired yesterday. We walked South along the…

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