Category: Farm Animals
Farmers Market and Shocking Sheep.
I will let these images speak for themselves. These pictures were taken at the Evanston Farmers Market. The vegetables were from a stall called Henry’s Farm. If you have a farmers market close by you that has food like this then you are SO… Continue Reading “Farmers Market and Shocking Sheep.”
Rude Railway Men and Roasted Chickens in the Heat
In the blog world there are no days. Time has lost meaning as I write. People read my words and navigate their way around my site while I sleep. When the flag counter says yesterday the date is today. I file as people are… Continue Reading “Rude Railway Men and Roasted Chickens in the Heat”
Ignore Everything and Make Bread
White Cat in the tree house, yesterday evening. I am ignoring Mary’s Cat who is sleeping in one of the Silent Ones caps looking incredibly cute. And I am not listening to Mama who is crying because I am trying to wean her lambs… Continue Reading “Ignore Everything and Make Bread”
That Bad Thing
Munch, munch. Morning miss c. Who dat? “Oh…um.. (gulp) … Continue Reading “That Bad Thing”
Salsa in Spite of the Hungry Chicken
“ Anger is a brief madness” Horace The chickens have been banished to the hen house for the duration (they have a great big run and it is cool in there) because it was discovered that they have discovered the Tomato Garden. Some… Continue Reading “Salsa in Spite of the Hungry Chicken”
Murder in the Chook House
I am going to tell you a gruesome tale. But not quite yet. Nice story first. Your Kitty has been named. Her name is Mary’s Cat. We know a little more of her story now after talking to the neighbours. So a few days… Continue Reading “Murder in the Chook House”
Dairy = Daisy and the Bees are Swimming.
This is not my barn. It is an empty barn down the road. It is waiting for a cow. It has been waiting for a long time. A sleeping beauty. We have many abandoned barns around here. I decided to buy Daisy because she… Continue Reading “Dairy = Daisy and the Bees are Swimming.”
Real Hens Eat Quiche.
Hey it just started to rain. Oh no, its gone. Well there was a wee bit of something. It was spitting. Though the sky spitting on me is not a sweet analogy. We have not had rain since the middle of June so I… Continue Reading “Real Hens Eat Quiche.”
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