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… to be a cow
A good day to be a cow. Nothing but lazing about in the sun, thinking about nothing. Ears up and head up when the tractor and the dogs and I bring their hay down to the back of the field. Breakfast in bed. Lovely if you are into that kind of thing. I always throw…
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Warm enough to walk
Look at this sky! Yesterday was almost 40F (4C) and the sun was shining like a wide open smile so I walked between the barns, my stride lengthening with every step until each of my winter bones had settled down and warmed up into that hot liquid streaming canter. The dogs and I were in heaven,…
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The Clutter Goes
I hate clutter. I have spent this week, once again, de-cluttering my wardrobe and my pantry and the desk and shelves and cupboards and both barns. As I have said to you a number of times I came to America with two suitcases of books, and journals and cameras and paintings wrapped in my clothes.…
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Prairie Sky
We all work under a sky. It is my luck that I have an enormous sky. My mother is the sky. Hard work is not a bad thing. A little winter cold is not a bad thing. And a little bit of hunger is a tonic for a body. Hunger makes you want more. Better. It…
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Sheila speaks. (audio)
Last night everything was quiet in the home barn, the wind had dropped, the birds were roosting and the cows munched quietly in the background so while I put Sheila and the kune-kunes to bed under their respective covers, I recorded the discussion between Sheila (my big old Hereford pig) and I. Our good night talk. A…
The Kitchen's Garden 