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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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  • Kupa shows his bad side.

    All my city clothes were peeled off, stepped out of, abandoned and dropped in snail heaps on the bedroom floor as I morphed back into miss c. I will pick them all up later I promise but I was late for chores and everyone was calling. They knew they could use my guilt about being…

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  • The Big City goes all farmy like!

    Chicago …. the big city! From the beginning it was all about the food.  John from Chicago met the Matriarch and I at the railway station, poured us into his little super duper car and roared us through the streets from market to market. I am sure he felt like he had a wind up…

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  • How to make wonky Beeswax Candles.

    Yesterday we took our wicks and prepared to make beeswax candles. We attached the wicks to bent coat hangers so that we can dip and then hang them up for a rest on a broom handle laid between two chairs. In the hot water bath we had a tin with a sweet little bear on…

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  • Sheila gets miss c all to herself

    Anytime I was outside yesterday, puddling about with the children, Sheila the Hereford pig was attached to my leg  like a limpit, a really big limpit. Literally leaning on my leg as we walked about. She chatted and shared secrets, and followed me everywhere.  Gossiping like a lonely country woman left too long  in the hills. …

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  • Meet the boyfriend.

    Yesterday was the day to take Charlotte the Hereford gilt to visit The Swineherd’s Boar for breeding purposes.  Charlotte loaded herself up and we hitched the trailer to the red truck and trundled away to his little farm for her Valentines Day Week date with destiny. And look who we found. Meet the boyfriend. He…

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  • a day in the life of miss c, without pictures

    Yesterday. It was that kind of day. But with no photographic evidence. Let me tell you about it. I awoke at 4.30 am as usual and listened to the wind for a wee minute. It still sounded like winter. Why I think I am going to wake up one morning and it will sound like…

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