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Alone Again
My second Farm Stay visit was as successful as the first. This is indeed a wonderful idea. And now Allison has gone back to her real life. And I forge ahead after a wonderful week of help and company and laughter in amongst the sadness of losing Mama, and Daisy with her injury. Even though Daisy and…
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Sunday Morning
Good morning. I am late popping in this morning. Last night in the hour when I usually load pictures and briefly sketch out the chat about the day, I had company. Which was lovely. Allison said that as she went off to bed, at a reasonable hour, she should have wagged her finger and said, It’s…
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How I milk my cow
As you know Daisy stood (we think) on her udder while standing up the other day and ripped a teat almost in half. This teat was sewn back together by the vet. It will be a good three weeks before I can use the machine to milk this quarter. Did I tell you I heard…
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The kitchen
Yesterday we finished straining the yoghurt, Made farmers cheese for tomorrows pizza. Pickled gherkins, Started a dough for pizza bianca, shifted chickens, loaded the plonkers for their final journey (with their beer dinner and beer breakfast this morning, drove the tractor around the block to the other barn, weeded gardens, hunted for eggs (Pania the peahen is…
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Chook Tricks
I was half way through Daisy’s lunchtime milking when Allison called out from above my head. “There’s a dead chicken up here.” Allison had decided to take a bucket up into the loft of the barn to collect all the old eggs that had been languishing up there lost in the hay for more than a…
The Kitchen's Garden 