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Burrs on my Boots
Well not really boots but like as not I am out in the fields wearing these little slippers, the slip on nature of slippers suits my lazy nature. Though I end up with multiple muddy pig-kisses to scrub off my legs before bed. The long hot days of summer argue with my gumboots. Though I…
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Celery Soup for my Little Sister
Even though my little sister lives far, far away in New Zealand I can still cook her some celery soup. Aren’t we lucky. Our mother became sick when my sister was only a little girl and I keep forgetting that she saw me in the kitchen more often than she ever saw Mum there. So…
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So, How Many Days are there in September?
This piggie has cauliflower ears.. must be all that rugby out in the field. So, how many days until the end of September? We have run into a problem I did not foresee. We have eaten all the greens, there are no more tasty greens in the garden at the moment. The kale is decimated,…
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The Rustle of a Rain Shower
The stillness of approaching weather sat about little farm yesterday. The clouds had slowly lowered about our heads like a tin lid, amplifying all the darkening sounds and tricking the crickets into early song. The birds gathered in heavy trees and went quiet. The big animals ate as fast as they could. Filling their bellies…
The Kitchen's Garden 