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I am Cecilia. A New Zealander who farms in Illinois.

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  • Lilacs for the Loo

    In all the best partnerships a person settles into the niche that they excell at and develops his or her skills in there. John’s niche is the walled vegetable garden. It was not always like this. I used to do all the vegetables but then came the animals and the manure and the compost! Well…

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  • A cup of Hot Chocolate for my friend, from the Dairy Mistress

    That rain the other night gave the Dairy Mistress Field a good drink! The grass is heaving up out of the ground now. This is one of the three acres John sowed a few weeks ago. (The other two are for hay) I am sure you are wondering why it is called the Dairy Mistress…

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  • Mama last summer when she was svelte like!

    Here is Mama last year.  Such a difference from the overly burdened shaggy calm sleepy sheep we are Not Looking Directly At in the hope that she will have a few lambs while we are Not Looking. Will she ever get her figure back?  Well, a good start would be actually giving birth to all…

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  • The cave

    Yesterday was cooler so I tried to spend some time inside doing interesting inside jobs as opposed to the drudgery inside jobs that I do At Speed.  So I packaged up more postcards to be sent.  Then I worked in my new Cave.  John calls it the Cellar. The local word for this room is…

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  • Mouse in the Bee’s House

    After the winter, the beehives need a wee hand with their spring cleaning. Also during the winter the whole hive has often migrated towards the top of the hive leaving the bottom levels neglected. Sometimes there is honey down there that they may need. So in the spring, usually late April early May. When I…

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  • Roll out the Free Green Dodge

    The asparagus has started. Early of course.  Mary’s Cat thinks he is a truffle dog but with asparagus and he is not a dog. He leads me along the rows.  In a week or so we might be bunching and selling asparagus. So far  they are small in width though.  I did not get as…

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