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The Journey as a Metaphor
All of life is a journey really. We reach many destinations along the way and for some of us lucky ones these destinations are even geographical. But usually our travel is through days and weeks and rooms and relationships. Inside myself I am always keeping a mental tally of everything that would go into my two suitcases if something forced me to…
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Pigs love Pears
They say that pigs will eat anything but I have never seen that – there are many things that pigs will not eat, onions, celery, to name a few, but they all love pears. Tima is able to fit up to three pears in her mouth before she runs off to eat where Tane cannot…
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Kicking!
I finally got Poppy to lie down for me and felt her babies kicking. So that is a relief! There are definitely babies in there. Plus she was immediately up to her old tricks of digging out the hole in the concrete and after yesterdays showers laying her belly in the cool water. Typical pregnant…
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Poppy Comes Home
I THINK. (Emphasis on the Think) – that Poppy is indeed pregnant. Her first due date was actually yesterday but her udder might be changing and I think I felt a piglet kick from within her belly. So I took advantage of having my lovely Student Farmers still here and John having the day off…
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I Know, I Know
There is something of an Autumnal air to the colours in the images I am collecting now but only in the surrounding crops. The farm and I are holding on Tooth and Nail to summer. I dread the winters here. Winter will come I know – but I prefer not to think about it yet.…
The Kitchen's Garden 