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

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  • Foolishly depending on a Frost and seeking the Red of a Barn.

    You see we have had such lovely crunchy frosts the last few days and I decided last night, in all my wisdom, that this morning I would get out the macro and slither across the freezing ground and shoot through the frosted garden into the glow of a rising sun. Oh what heavenly shots  of…

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  • 10 Questions Answered and a few bloggers tagged.

    Mandy from The Complete Cook Book has tagged me to answer these 10 questions. As usual I thought this would be a breeze, but I had to THINK!  Thinking is hard. Now that you have finished admiring my three citrus marmalade. Without further ado, lets get to work. 1. Describe yourself in seven words.  How about I…

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  • “You’ve strangled me?” I said to the nice man, moving Moaning Mia out of the way with my hip.

    “Throttled. Yes Ma’am.”  “So.. TonTon I cannot play with your ball from in here! Think about what you are doing! Mia stop that, stop jumping! Wait.” I said to the little man.  “Mia,  Get OUT of the chook house. I have got to fix this door. Stop that, this is a phone not a toy.…

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  • This was not my breakfast

    Our John reckons that this beer looks like something they might drink in The Hobbit!  But I have not been the mad scientist again. If you look closely you will see the tree hut! It was so beautiful and warm yesterday evening that TonTon and the cats and I sat out on the verandah. We…

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  • When The Cat Won’t Play: on the Farmy

    The whole farmy has turned camera shy all of a sudden.  Yesterday afternoon TonTon and I took the camera on our rounds,  but the sun fell in behind massive clouds, the light dropped and no-one would co-operate.    TonTon hoped to see a decent Play Cat-Fight , but even Thing Two was totally lacking in…

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  • The Drink with the Unpronounceable Name

    This is going to sound really weird but stay with me. We made a drink out of milk, vodka and oranges.  It is a very old drink. Possibly Eastern European. Possibly made by a very desperate alcoholic who had nothing but vodka,  milk  and an old orange in the house. And time. But not a…

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