The Kitchen's Garden

January 29, 2013

Now you see me, now you don’t

As the temperature rose yesterday the earth exhaled a blanket of cloudy breath dripping with whispers. I took you for a wee walk down my road. Now, turn your head from this moonscape, look out to the West, can you see the farmy? Take twenty more steps… Look again and we see nothing but mist.…

January 28, 2013

Rain and Ice, Ice and Rain

Yesterday, tiny crystals of cold jaggedy ice rained down out of the sky, clattering through the trees and onto the ground, tinkling like the harnesses of a hundred prancing celestial horses. It was a curious sound. As they fell they packed into each other like sharp gravel, like rock salt on a fish. Then as…

January 27, 2013

The Junk Yard in Pictures… Want Anything?

We scoured the junkyard yesterday. Looking for trim, beams, boards, flooring, doors, windows, all the bits and pieces that will lend The Coupe (the Tiny House we are building) its character. What I find here is sturdy, solidly built, made from good heart timber and of course cheaper. Real. Here you have a look too! Do…

January 26, 2013

Kids love Farmy Art

Yesterday we got about an eighth of an inch of snow that was melted by lunchtime but it is still pretty. The children came, fell out of their van and roared off about the farmyard like… well, like town kids let out of a car. The cats and kittens were hauled around, the pigs patted,…

January 25, 2013

“Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.

Working in the barn yesterday I heard a rustling and looked out the door. This is what I saw. “Kupa.” I said. “How are you darling?” “Have you seen Tui or Pania?” he asked, in his polite peacock voice. “I have lost my wives.” “Oh, honey.” I said. “I think they are way out…