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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,…
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Awake
Awake to Dawn Light. Awake. Really Awake. Barely Awake. Sometimes Awake. Oh, there you are. Awake. Yesterday we were simply awake. Drifting through our day and tired at the end of it. Daisy’s udder is showing considerable fullness. And she stood quietly for almost half an hour while I brushed her and talked to her…
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When in Doubt – Bake Bread
Yesterday was stormy and cold. So I had a wee word to Daisy, who was looking restless, and told her Not Today darling, wait until the weather warms up.. Not Today. Then went inside to warm the kitchen by baking bread. I inadvertently published this post, completely unfinished, yesterday afternoon when I was loading a…
The Kitchen's Garden 