Category: Farm Animals
-
In a Pigs Eye

You asked to see Tima’s eye. Well sure, I said. But it was actually quite a difficult assignment. This little kunekune is either very busy elsewhere or fast asleep at my feet. And when I do get a close up it is all eye lashes. But I did try: hmm .. This is what I saw in…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
-
Kidnapping

Well, a kidnapping of a calf actually. I went out to milk yesterday morning – no sign of Daisy and no sign of Aunty Del and no sign of Marcel (Aunty Del’s ever present minder.) Then I saw them all, way down the back of Daisy’s field. Daisy the latch picker had removed the nail that…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
-
Beginning again

Though that is not exactly what I mean. Not like “oh no here we go again”. More like Right, lets begin again using all the stuff we learnt last season. Farming, like many lifestyles that are governed by nature, runs in cycles, lifetimes, seasons, weather. Nature is definitely the Guv’. Spring has its familiar steps. It…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
-
from above

I was up in the loft of the barn counting bales, and just happened to have my camera. I was hoping to get a shot of Godot and Carlos Garcia, which was difficult as they are still keeping to the darkest corners. I love watching the animals from up there. The animals forget I am up…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
-
Green

The Southerly wind threw itself at us yesterday. Spitting heavy rain in amongst the gales. Shaking the doors and windows looking to stick its long scissorhands fingers in through the cracks. The barn was easy prey for windy fingernails. It is a colander of a barn. More holes than you can shake a stick at. More whistles than a marching…
Cecilia Mary Gunther

