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Letters For My Baby Girl
The Second Fellowship Book. Letters for my Baby Girl. “Yes my darling girl. That is you.” Our last and first book Letters for my little Sister was written by a group of women from The Fellowship who created an extraordinarily honest and powerful anthology of discussions on The Menopause. It is a very individual and ground breaking…
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A Hammer and a Nail
I took my hammer and nails and worked on fences most of the day. Hello Minty. There will be a lot of people in and out of the farm and the house while I am away and the last thing I need is a runaway pig taking advantage of an open door. So I have…
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breakfast in the fog
By myself… because no-one else here is as moved by fog as much as I am, but thats ok. No-one else finds delight in moving amongst the blanket of droplets that remind me of the sea. But thats ok. You see, no-one else here, the people who grew up on the plains, realises that the sounds…
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Eight More sleeps
Then I fly out to California to prepare for the jump over the ditch to New Zealand. I will stay the night in L.A. – before I fly out. I often feel like a diver decompresssing up into the world. If I do it slowly my blood will not bubble. I have to ease my way back…
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Fallen clothing
It is the time of year when I start the day wearing a few extra layers. No, you are not going to talk me into using the F word quite yet but there is a wee chill in the air when the dogs and I set out to walk both farms. So I wear all…
The Kitchen's Garden 