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Gone Girl
Good morning. So sorry for being late – and no photos. I have awoken with a thick head and tired brain. I worked late last night. My girl was called home by her family yesterday as there was a family emergency so I have rejigged (is that the spelling?) all the tasks about the farm…
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Farm Girls
And a Peacock. Every day, multiple times a day, Mr Flowers displays his rather impressive tail. There is a new egg once every few days, but no-one sitting yet. (Hopefully, Viv, this image will be useful to Jock and his project). And rhubarb crumble. I think we wore Gabrielle out yesterday. The Cadet was thrilled…
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Cows, cows, cows and a pig.
Poppy the pig, it was so cold yesterday Sheila took to her bed and Poppy spent the day gazing mournfully out the door. The brown cows are all together again. Finally, says Aunty Del. We have discovered that Lady Astor will stand completely still and sweet if John stands at her head and practically hand…
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Pregnant or not?
I wish I knew. I am still not positive. The lady who knows about pigs thinks she is. I have trolled the internet looking for ways to tell when a kunekune is pregnant and short of getting the vet out to do an ultrasound there is no way of really knowing just by looking. It is…
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Waiting for the Milking
The afternoons are spent in a series of gentle moves that culminate in The Milking. I put Naomi into the barn about 2pm. She just runs straight in every time. Her mother waits outside in the yards and we milk her about 5pm. I usually get about two gallons which is plenty for the house hold…
The Kitchen's Garden 