Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Counting Out The White Chicks
Who is up for a counting game? Would you like to count these white chickens for me? They are so hard to count when they are moving. And a few have scratches on their backs from a night predator of some kind. I need to know if I have lost any. I actually suspect foul…
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Who Checked on You Today?
I read this sentence, this morning. “Who checked on you today? Exactly. So keep focusing on you and get shit done”. How sad that person must be, I thought. Then I thought – I had better check on my people. Make sure they are all ok. Or mostly (because we all say we are OK…
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Fluffy Bottomed Mr Flowers
When the Duke of Kupa (my first big peacock) – was sick in that terrible winter – was it 2018? – his tail feathers stopped growing. The Duke died of pneumonia and because it was the middle of the worst winter I ever experienced out here. The ground was frozen solid. As hard as glass.…
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Town and Country
This should be my last morning waking up in my MIL’s house in town. Tonight I will be back in my own bed until something changes. And we all know that things change – slow or fast – they still change. And we only get this one life so I am more than happy to…
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Nocturnal Is Good for the Soul
Imagine if we were meant to be a little awake at night. Just one eye, maybe. Farmers are always a little bit awake – we leap to our feet – well I leap to my feet – at any farmyard sound that is out of place. I have never understood deep unconscious sleep in the…
The Kitchen's Garden 