Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Yes, but you are a Girl.
Quite delightfully I hear this from Hugo all the time. As he takes something heavy from me. “I will carry. You are a girl”. Bless him. Such a well brought up young gentleman. Well, this Girl and her Young Gentleman are off to the big city. We are have over fed every animal and bird. Doubled up…
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In a Good Year
Oh don’t you hear me say THAT often. Well, in a good year. All things being equal. If no-one gets sick, if we have enough rain at the right time, if we have enough sun. But I forget there is no Good Year: every year is just a year, every season – another season. Always…
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Good news
Yesterday we worked extra fast in some terrible humid heat and now all the hay has been divided up and is stacked in neat rows in two barns. And then in the afternoon – it rained – poured down actually! And we all felt smug because our hay was under cover. I hope I have enough…
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I got close
But the day whipped past. The boys delivered the chickens to the abbatoir nice and early, then while the Day Mother cleaned my endlessly busy kitchen we ran farm work until the hay started in the afternoon. It was a long day. We worked right into the evening. And much later in the evening the boys and…
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Three Girls and a Pig
I know there are a million things to tell you about yesterday. Piles of people and food and delights. Girls and calves and little pigs. Food and more food! Many hands. Lovely. But it is baling day and there are piles of things to get done first. And it is not even dawn and I…
The Kitchen's Garden 