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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…
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Wild Focus
Sometimes I take great photographs. It is important to know what we do well and acknowledge it and I am good at composition. But sometimes all the images I take are rubbish. So, yesterday as I puttered about in the melting snow and ice, filling all the water troughs with the hoses and feeding my animals and…
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Up Close. Very Close.
And personal. Always. Up close and personal. Both the turkeys and their ever present associate and ringleader Geraldine the pea hen. As I dole out the feed into separate bowls for the pigs, they have their heads in the pigs bowls, as I lean in to scoop chicken feed into the white bucket they are leaning…
The Kitchen's Garden 