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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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  • This is why I can never be called Organic.

    This is Daisy eating her GM free corn stalks.  She always pulls the best faces! Minutes later the little red plane roared back overhead.  And this time the spraying was very thorough and very close. The USDA has approved even heavier sprayings of crops and the soil now. Please be careful of what you eat.…

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  • You would think Sheila could have washed her face

    Before she introduced herself to the piglets. But, oh no. She has to go out of her way to terrify them! I let her into the pen next door because it has a delicious muddy wallow. So she rolled and wriggled deep into the mud then sauntered over to say hullo and  see if she could…

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  • ‘ullo ‘ullo ‘ullo?

    Whats going on ‘ere then? ANOTHER Ginger Tom? Yesterday I walked into the little feed store. Do you want a cat, she said.  Well actually I want some Oats and rolled Barley, but you can throw in the cat if you like, I said.  The cat was found on one of those terribly hot days…

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  • The Hay Man Cometh

    And he kindly said what an excellent stand of hay, you should get about a hundred bales off that.  Then  he mowed it down to the dirt and roared off down the road! Well, said Daisy. Quite the conversationalist isn’t he? He will be back on Wednesday to see how it is drying and then…

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  • An escape waiting to happen.

    Do you see the little left hoof of the middle piglet? Yes, he is thinking about climbing through. I better fatten him up quick so he cannot fit. They are getting harder to take photos of, as the moment they see me they race over to see what I have got. Every morning I cut…

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  • What a peachick looks like

    Now, we are not officially ‘Meeting’ chickpea yet, he is still following his mother through the pig pen with all that hustle and bustle, under the hooves of cows as she finds water and through the long grass of the fields. So the little fella has not truly come into focus yet. Pania gets very…

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