Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Taking the Lead
I milk the cows every evening. There are two cows, Aunty Del the young Ayrshire and Lady Astor the older Holstein/Dutch Belted cross. Up until now Aunty Del has always come into the milking room first, in fact when I open the door I have to leap back so she does not run me down.…
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Away, and back
Yesterday I rose at 5am, fed the pigs and filled the waters, shifted the cows and ran the dogs, then changed, put my hair up, found my city boots, searched high and low for a slap of lipstick then jogged out the door by 7.15 am so I could drive North and catch the 8.30 train to…
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The Pods
The dogs have begun to sleep in their winter pods again. In the summer they sprawl out on the veranda floor but in the winter they find their pods and curl up like fossils out of the wind and sleep there. Here is a better picture for you in case you want to make these simple…
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Taking the sun
Though it is cold enough for me to be wearing my winter farm jacket now, Poppy’s babies still came out with her today to play in the autumnal sun. Tane and Tima have shifted into their winter home. It will a bit of a jig saw getting everyone a pen in the barns with an…
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Your skeleton
Look at your skeleton. Lucky we are to have one. Have you ever looked at your fingers, felt around them, pushing the skin about, worrying at the bones laying there under your skin. Like a bone person living within you? Harder yet gentler. Have you ever run one finger down the other finger feeling the bone in…
The Kitchen's Garden 