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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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  • We usually have break outs…

    …not break INS. I know this is hard to see but at the end of the pig sty is .. well WAS a fence..  The Shush sisters have been loitering in their summer fields, and hanging out in the sun-room on the South side of the barn, which meant that I had moved the Bobby…

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  • Hiding from the Chill

    Not one furry, or feathered, animal, or bird, moved from the barn until late in the morning yesterday, except maybe to run quickly outside to the loo but that would only be the piggies. The rest are not as particular with their ablutions. So after the milking (the milk production has levelled out at 15…

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  • Blown Away

    In a very noisy way. A windy way. When I am outside in a wind like this TonTon cannot hear me call him. The peacocks do not even bother coming out. It is fiercely loud. Yesterday the wind roared all day. Last night it raced past the house screeching and trying out every crack, and…

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  • Daisy’s Naughty Face

    Daisy is not always nice. But she is slowly increasing her milk production again.  Ever so slowly. She was smelling sweeter yesterday too.  I personally think she has been a little off colour. She has had other symptoms indicating a heath struggle. But she is improving. It may be that because they are eating the…

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  • Slow-Say Day.

    SLOWSAY  I Glimpsed many pictures but took not one For our Page, Yesterday. I Heard lots of words but wrote none To remember, Yes-T’day, I Bought a big silver suitcase, though, To carry along the way. Someday – Soon. I Say Yes to Today. You too? 23 sleeps until lift off. Are you coming to…

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  • Charlotte makes a run for it – ungrateful pig.

    So yesterday on my rounds I took the piggies out into pats paddock to have a munch on the grass. They love good long grass and there was a little out there. Then with no warning, Charlotte, aka Miss Naughty, went for a walk outside the fences.  I had opened the gate to fix the…

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