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I am Cecilia. A New Zealander who farms in Illinois.
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Daisy’s Cup Runneth Over
My skinny girlie arms are SO tired. We collected 100 bales of good alfalfa hay from my friend the straw man and then one by one we hauled them up into the mezzanine floor of the barn to wait for winter. The Teenager unloaded them from the trailer….and carried them through to Our John who…
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The Sisters of Shush make friends and a few raw milk facts
Yesterday the Shush Sisters came with me on their first proper walk. Though it was more of a trot. A nerve wracking barely controlled jaunt. At speed. The first half they spent racing along with me their little sucky chattering snouts attached to my calves. I led them through the barn and back to their…
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I smell like a cow
Well to be precise by the end of the day yesterday I smelt like milk. Hopefully in a good way. It was an odor that hung about me and made all the animals snuffle when I was close. So I figured I would go the whole hog last night and make myself a special Friday…
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Outside my bedroom window
Outside my bedroom window is this view. Doesn’t that just make you want to go wild, like I don’t know, run in disorder through the tidy fields scattering wild flower seed and dancing maniacally, twisting and tangling all the straight rows! All legs and hair! A man once described me as all legs and hair.…
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Lavender Lemon Cake
Bobby Blanc moved into his new quarters yesterday. Now he sleeps in the barn sun-room and has access to the corridor paddock. He literally trotted around and around thrilled to bits to be out and about. Kicking up his heels and holding his head high. Naturally TonTon and Mary’s Cat spent a very busy day…
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Guess what?! We are all good today.
Yesterday flowed. It trickled along from one thing to the next. And at every bus stop of the day, my little metaphorical red bus puttered up, work got on or off in a gentle orderly fashion. Work was started and finished and wandered back down the circular road of life without hurry. I am thinking…
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