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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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  • Pumping Brakes is Girls Work evidently

    But the call for help  gave you and I an opportunity to drive over to the Masters Lair at the big farm workshop and see how The Dodge is doing.   The 53 Dodge Pick-Up Truck that was released from the barn and is getting ready for its new life as a roadside vegetable stall…

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  • The A-Z of saving money while running an efficient, sustainable home and lifestyle

    Today we are going to discuss how to manage your home sustainably.  Sustainable means not stretching your resources, environmentally, financially or emotionally.  We all try to work within our means.  For me on the farmy  it means thinking about and creating systems  that encourage that cycle of use and reuse.  We need to scorn the…

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  • Walkabout the Farmy on a Still Sepia Day

    Good morning.  I took you around the farmy yesterday. Yesterday was a day of bird song. It was still, overcast and bright. Which is actually a perfect day for the camera if you want some serious light for the densest colour in your images. Sadly we are still waiting in line for our spring colours,…

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  • Undressed Apple Crumble in a Jar

    On Friday night there is to be a birthday dinner for the birthday siblings. In New Zealand.   In the summer. Too far for Mama to catch a cab from the U.S. prairies.  Sadly.  Senior Son has been working  on creating a Mama Meal from The Kitchen’s Garden Pages.  Then it was discovered, with eyes…

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  • Sausage Rolls made with Buckwheat pastry.

    Look at that! A little dot that has got itself caught in my text. Ah well. In NZ  every little shopping centre has a bakery. They are everywhere. Whereas in the US people stop at a Taco Bell or drive-in Starbucks for lunch and in England they pop into a Nero’s or little cafe for…

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  • A tiny bit of spring is not always pretty

    You will remember that the day before yesterday we opened the Big Barn Doors so that our hawk could find his way out. Which he did.  I have left them open. Yesterday was fine and clear and gentle with just a touch of spring was in the air.   The sun streamed into the barn,…

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