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Feeling bloody.
My Mother used to say that. ‘I am feeling bloody.’ In other words do NOT Bother me with mundanity today – you might just lose your curly little head. Yesterday I wandered about the farmy in the cold, just feeling bloody. Everything just looked cold and grey. Camera house followed suit. Feeling bloody is compounded…
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Dividing up the loot
A couple of times a week the local grocery store gives The Farmy a bag of expired produce. I sit on one bucket surrounded by other empty buckets and set to work chopping and dividing up all the vegetables, potatoes and fruit. I am immediately surrounded in a rabble of watchers, outright looters and opportunists, …
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Beer O’Clock I called to the Kiwi Builder
He immediately began to pack up. After all it was beer o’clock and getting dark. Sadly the weather was not on our side and we were unable to have the Friday drink out on the dance floor of the coupe, instead we sat inside by the fire. The Matriarch said maybe next Friday. I told…
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Part two of the farmy walkabout but have I missed somebody?
This is what the very few people who drive down our country road are seeing. Daily changes. Not much changing with Daisy though. She stands exactly here for most of the day. Watching the kitchen door for movement. Daisy is an Ayrshire. A very old breed of dairy cow. She is almost four. She is…
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The Coupe Rises and a Wee Walkabout (Part One)
Yesterday was a very big day in the project to build a self contained cabin attached to the house. It is called the Coupe because I styled it on the old chicken coops that used to be in the farmyards of every farm around here. Using the sun to warm it and design to cool…
The Kitchen's Garden 