Category: Farming
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The chickens meet Bald Eagle and Bastard Mink
The white chickens have been putting themselves to bed lately – now that it is cooler – so I have not been closing their big door. With the latest run of late nights in town I let this stand. Focused on other priorities. It did not occur to me to think of eagles and hawks.…
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Fluffy Bottomed Mr Flowers
When the Duke of Kupa (my first big peacock) – was sick in that terrible winter – was it 2018? – his tail feathers stopped growing. The Duke died of pneumonia and because it was the middle of the worst winter I ever experienced out here. The ground was frozen solid. As hard as glass.…
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Town and Country
This should be my last morning waking up in my MIL’s house in town. Tonight I will be back in my own bed until something changes. And we all know that things change – slow or fast – they still change. And we only get this one life so I am more than happy to…
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Birds of a Feather – Flock Wherever
Mr Flowers seems to spend his entire day sneaking up on me, peering around corners, looking in windows, checking doors for lapsed latches. I believe he is sending silent silent signals to me to throw more tiny tomatoes his way. What is the name of the sound when you flick your tongue from the roof…
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In the Night, the Rain Came
Last night, it rained for hours. I stayed awake, I always do when it rains. I listened to the soothing sound of the steady rain and the distant hoots of an owl, as though his calls were carried by the raindrops themselves. I opened up the big doors and the windows all the better to…
The Kitchen's Garden 