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Walkabout To Bed
Marmalade Cat spends all her time on the bed in The Coupe. In fact I think she thinks that The Coupe has been built just for her. She is thinking of taking up a career in modeling. Marmalade is developing quite the mouth. I think we are going through A Stage. And yes, you are…
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Hiatus
Yesterday Camera House took a rest day. A hiatus. A break in regular transmitting. And I concentrated on other things. And this morning I am looking forward to another day and another cup of tea, another bowl of coleslaw, another chat with you, another day working in the barn with my animals and maybe just…
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Ya Wanna Bet?
I do NOT want to discuss the snow. I do not want to discuss how snow that is driven by wind flings itself like white mud at everything and sticks. I do not want to discuss gates frozen shut. And sit-upons that cannot be Sat Upon. I don’t even want to discuss that these shots…
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The Big Yawn.
This is what Sheila thinks of it all. “Bloody Rubbish.” The calenders have arrived. I started with an order of 10. I am not sure how many will sell. They cost 19.99 each to have printed, and they really are rather beautiful. So, as they are being sold to raise money for Sheila’s feed, I…
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Ice Cold Water
The creek (that is really a ditch) has been covered in ice thick enough to walk on for months now. In the last few days it has begun to break up, clink and clank its way into life, yesterday great shards of windowpane ice could be seen floating past. Ice floes break up in between,…
The Kitchen's Garden 