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Friends with Coffee
At least once a year my friends from Georgia come up to Chicago to see their family and stop off for a day on the farm. K always brings preserves and coffee. She likes good coffee! They have done this every year for eight years so they know their way around the kitchen and the…
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Visitors Get Bread
I only ever bake bread now when I have guests. And they gobble it up. So I don’t!! 😂 I find a fresh loaf of bread so hard to resist! They are all still asleep. (The guests). So hopefully I have time to write. The harvesters across the road have been running all night –…
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The Ugly Shed
I would not have voluntarily shown you this ugly bit of the ugly shed…. … but the white chickens chose to camp in here yesterday and it made me laugh. There is nothing much in there. A few sticks of old furniture, parts of cars, broken totes, a few old seed bags and a lot…
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I Hate to Say It
(Because you know how I dread the winters out here): I hate to say it but we now must release the F word out into the Farmy vernacular. FALL is beginning to be felt. Though I prefer the word Autumn which is what we say in New Zealand. As in Autumnal. I love that word.…
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The Scent of Walnuts
Since my wicked bout with Covid in New Zealand I have had either no sense of smell or ALL the smells! My sense of smell comes in waves. And the other day after delivering another batch of found walnuts R – she is the BEST forager – R said her car smelt like walnuts. And…
The Kitchen's Garden 