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oops
I brought a girl baby cow home by mistake. This was not my intention. But. Ah well. I give in. She is not a Bobby so now she will have a name and join the heifers. This calf is the tamest calf I have ever seen, she will literally stand while I stroke her all over.…
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The means or the end …
An interesting discussion at dinner: Me: The dinner itself is the reason I am farming. The farming is a means to an end – the end being good clean delicious nutritious food. The good food and good dinners are the objective. The farming is the fuel. The farming is the means. Alex: Food is the fuel…
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Knots Up
We did fencing yesterday. The middle sized pigs are pushing their fence outwards as they race up and down chasing cars in a mad kiind of gaggle. My UPS man – who visits almost every farm and house in the area -said he has never seen such hilarious pigs. They will knock each other sprawling to race the…
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A Time to Bake
In the winter I seldom bake and almost never bake bread. If I bake it I have to eat it and you know how that goes. But now it is spring and my workers are beginning to slowly filter in (more coming next week) so I have begun to wind up the baking routine. Here…
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The rise and fall of pig coats
Molly is very uncomfortable. These last few days she does not lie down, standing or pacing about all day. At night she is sleeping but no nest making or sign of milk yet. We go for a walk every day, it is too close to her confinement period to leave her outside but when we go…
The Kitchen's Garden 