Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Weeping Mulberries for the Forest of the Fellowship
As you know I call you the Fellowship of the Farmy because you have become a strong flavourful scent in the air floating up across the grassy fields. I say scent because I smell things differently from other people, I can see what I smell as though it is a bar code, (believe me this…
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For all cat lovers
Another tiny peek at Authors kittens. By my reckoning they are about 5 days old. They can both easily lay in the palm of my hand now. Growing fast. They are very wriggly and busy though. I brought them out into the light for a photo and just came out and fed them there. Then followed…
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Walkabout with TonTon
TonTon and I spent a good part of the afternoon going over all the animals and making lists as to what needs to be done and taking stock. Queenie is in Pat’s Paddock with Hairy and there is enough feed in there to keep them going though they need a new mineral block. Minty and…
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Cleopatra is enthroned
She had a rather low key arrival on the passenger seat of a rusty white courier van. Rather weirdly (and this happens to me so often I don’t often think about it anymore) I decided to walk the dogs to the end of the drive, which is something I almost never do and the rust…
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New babies in the loft!
(I have it on Good Authority!) Now I know what all the squawking was about the night before last. I tried to tell you. Says Tui. Two tiny tiny kittens. As long as my thumb. I heard their mewling after the milking yesterday morning and look what I found tucked away behind a bale of…
The Kitchen's Garden 