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Imperfect people
People, food, animals, laughter, and wine. The roosters trying to out do each other. The cough of big leggy grey herons trying to sleep in the tree. (There are five roosting in there each night). The rustle of the pea-chicks in the cloak room. The gentle breathing of the dog beside the door waiting for me.…
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Pouring by Sound
Every morning and evening I make milk for the calves. It is powdered milk. So once it is mixed I pour an equal amount into the bottles then top it up with warm water. I find myself pouring the mixture into the bottles by sound. Pouring by sound. You can tell when each bottle is…
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Tomorrow
I will be back tomorrow. Yesterday was wild and crazy and we got through it all with bad Poppy breaking out of everything. Everyone having to be moved about so she could be relocated to a more secure space. She is deeply unimpressed. Pat is here. She is a delight and Hugo is being amazing and loves…
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She’s BACK!
Hop and Pop Poppy! Back to her usual self already. And was found in with the cows when I did my rounds last night. She merrily followed me and my bucket back to the field where Sheila patiently waited. Though I cannot guarantee she will be there this morning. Hugo, my new guest worker,…
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Hanging out
Last night – late – after a very long trip, Hugo arrived. All the way from Avignon in France. Just to hang out at the farmy for a few months. He is still sleeping. So today will be a bewildering day for him. The first day always is. And tomorrow Pat arrives. Things are busying up…
The Kitchen's Garden 