Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Fingerprints on my Clouds
Clouds are like fingerprints. There are never two the same. And they make a mark on the day. Today the peafowl went up to their spring quarters. This is so they do not devour an entire vegetable garden in a sitting which they can and have done in the past. So they stay in their…
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Possibly Poppy.
I have three entries in my diary – all possible farrowing dates for Poppy. They read. April 04 – Possibly Poppy. April 25 – Possibly Poppy. May 17 – Possibly Poppy. I don’t think it will be April 04. Poppy and all the other female pigs were extremely agitated and excitable yesterday. I watched them…
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Is that the big pig?
I had been telling Inaki about my big pig. And as I introduced him to all the animals he was interested to meet this well loved Big Pig. – Is that the Big Pig? said Inaka looking at Manu my one year old Hereford boar. I told him that no that was not the big…
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The Summer People
My summer people have begun to arrive. Yesterday I picked up Inaki. (And the traffic was terrible both ways so Boo and I spent HOURS in the car – Ton had to stay home because he had been playing with a skunk in the night). Inaki is from the Basque region of Spain, he is delightful, strong and…
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Tane the Terrible
I got distracted. That’s all I can say in my defense. I came out of the field and put the bucket down, why I do not know. I always take the eggs straight to the kitchen. But yesterday the eggs were left in a bucket at the gate. Fifteen eggs, the afternoons haul. I set…
The Kitchen's Garden 