Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Farmy Walkabout
We are not looking directly at Daisy, in fact this shot is of Peghorn. Do you see him. Bottom left.That little patch of orange feathers. Apparently Daisy is doing a Mama and not looking at us either. She is being so good, and so patient – her udder is just so enormous now that it…
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Introducing Sheila who has spotty ears and .. um, Charlotte.. OOPS
The Swine Herd was sitting on a lawn chair, in the shade, just inside his stables. Like an old gunslinger outside a dusty tavern. He was an old man, tall, handsome and vigorous. He unfolded himself from his chair and strode across to open the door of the car as I came to a halt.…
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The Sleepy Eye of my Mind
When I first dreamed of having peacocks, this was the scene I saw in the sleepy eye of my mind. Kupa up on a fence surveying the farmy. His colours flashing but somehow blending with the surroundings. A tail like a collection of impossibly precious emerald brooches draped so casually across the rustic fence. Kupa…
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Northern Cardinals come home to roost.
Hairy MacLairy has been brought into the barn for a short visit because he keeps scraping his knees. Blood and flies in the field can be a nasty mix. I have been trying to treat his grazes in the field but he hates the wound spray and gallops away when he sees me coming. Then…

