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The crooked-ness
My posts are crooked, the barn is leaning, the feeders are sinking and the BooBoo limps. The hay bales list, the fields are poggy and not one fence follows a straight line. The posts are on a lean, the gates drag and the chickens perch on ramshackle lengths of pole. All this I can take but if…
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Waste not those feet
How to change Big attitudes with Tiny turns. You know that feeling when you are half way to somewhere and you realise you have forgotton something that you need. Or you cannot carry everything you need down the back in one wheelbarrow and must make two or three trips. And you think – Dammit now…
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Rooster Mohawk
No sun yesterday but I was still emotionally topped up on the abundant sunshine from the day before so we had a good day. In the night I put on my rooster gloves and went into the chook house and caught the last three big roosters trying to hide in there amongst the hens. They…
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19,044 Foot Steps
Good morning. I thought I would try a quote to start the day. I like quotes. In a gentle way, you can shake the world. Mahatma Gandhi This woman walked the gentle footsteps yesterday. Alone. And down empty country roads.But that was OK. John was on the tractor for the morning cleaning the concrete pads…
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Bobbys and Heifers
The big Hereford Bobby, T2 and Lady Astor’s Bobby T are now the sole occupants of the sloppy salad bar paddock. Little Bobby T3 and his best friend Sheila the big fat pig who is not really fat at all have come across to the big barn. The salad bar is a bit of a mess.…
The Kitchen's Garden 