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Super Pig
I almost took my husbands eyes out with my dirty farmers fingernails yesterday when he said to me there is no way that potbelly pig can survive with all those open wounds. The skin is coming off in huge clumps now exposing pretty rugged raw areas underneath. Some as big as a child’s hand. But…
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New fields
Yesterday after another big farm to table lunch I shifted the cows to a new field, scooping the naughty baby bobby into the barn for the night as they went past. They all put their heads down and began munching on all that clover. I am fairly sure now that neither Alex nor Aunty Anna…
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Baby Crying
Holding back milk is something I never thought Lady Astor would do. But over the last week she has been letting less and less down for me on our once a day milking. And as you can imagine this has resulted in an udder with a wee problem. I increased her milkings to twice then three…
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Divide-ing time
I should dig this up and divide it but who has time for things like that. There really is very little time for gardening when there is so much to be done on the farm and The Armadillo and all his skin protocols takes a good two hours out of the day. Bless him. The…
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The new wild gardens
The new wild gardens down the back are about to burst out in full bloom The most dramatic being the sunflowers. I have the list of seeds somewhere I must find it for you. I will leave it in the comments later this morning. Wai the Armadillo is quite sprightly now though I am concerned…
The Kitchen's Garden 