Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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SLEEP
Thunder is tumbling around endlessly this morning as I write. It is hot and still. More noise than storm as it rolls on out.
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HUSH PUPPIES ARE NOT SHOES!
I thought they were but no – they are little deep fried balls of loveliness that I forbid myself to cook too often!
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AT LAST
The tractor – a little organic one – arrived in our big 160 acre field and tilled the cover crop of weeds in. Just ahead of a little rain too.
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FLOCKS
Tribes and Flocks. I guess tribes have more brains but we all behave the same. As the number of birds on the property has grown I have noticed an interesting phenomenon.
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This weekend we had the first of our farm to table lunches. With friends from Chicago and a few locals we ate our way through Saturday as though it was Sunday.
The Kitchen's Garden 