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The shiny path
Aunty Del and the biggest bobby watching the milking. I was driving back from the West Barn when I saw rain coming. Out here you can literally see the rain coming. Can you see that shiny patch approaching up the road? That is a line of rain. If you look to the left you will…
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Full of Bliss Quiet
Yesterday I took two loads of cattle across to the other side. (Five in all) Tucked in with the two black cousins was the little black bobby. The grass has been allowed to grow over there and should keep them busy for the rest of the summer. And the little bobby almost…
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My friend said to me …
“My Grand-Daddy was a gambling man,” my friend said to me yesterday as we were packing her fresh eggs into boxes. We had been talking about drunks. The weekend kind who had a drink and went to sleep. My friend does not drink. But it was a natural jump to gambling. “He had gambled all…
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Wild Flower Garden
The wild flowers have begun to get all blowsy and over blown – going to seed – with traces of last nights makeup and tired feet from dancing. My plan was to fence it off and put the cows in there but I am not sure I could bear it. It is still too beautiful…
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Pigs do not bend
Pigs do not bend in the middle. When they walk they do not curl around the corner like dogs – they shuffle like little fat buses. Here WaiWai’s head is quite still while his rear end tap dances across to get in line before he can continue around the corner. Alissa and I threw up…
The Kitchen's Garden 