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The Sleepy Eye of my Mind
When I first dreamed of having peacocks, this was the scene I saw in the sleepy eye of my mind. Kupa up on a fence surveying the farmy. His colours flashing but somehow blending with the surroundings. A tail like a collection of impossibly precious emerald brooches draped so casually across the rustic fence. Kupa…
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Northern Cardinals come home to roost.
Hairy MacLairy has been brought into the barn for a short visit because he keeps scraping his knees. Blood and flies in the field can be a nasty mix. I have been trying to treat his grazes in the field but he hates the wound spray and gallops away when he sees me coming. Then…
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A rare sighting of miss c and Broccoli with Garlic Soup
I have begun to investigate slow cooking. With the arrival of Daisy’s calf fast approaching, and Sheila the Babe (hopefully this week), then the milking and the cheese making, I will have at least another two hours work a day and that does not include the clean up. The barn I can clean with a…
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Hot Chicks.. the unsung heroes of Sustainable Farming!
Our John said if I wrote Hot Chicks in the title I would attract the wrong kind of reader. But I don’t know. I don’t think so. And If you like Hot Chicks you might like the farmy too.. everyone eats. But it was so hot yesterday, hovering just under 100 degrees, as the Coke…
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The Perfect Pig Bath and dark chocolatey Brownies
You will remember that the Pigs had their paddling pool confiscated because they mistook it for a toilet. I have experimented with all kind containers that I can fill with water for them to wallow in. Usually they just empty the water out and play on the concrete. Shoving the offending receptacle around with their…
The Kitchen's Garden 