Category: Farming
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The day that got away
Or at least yesterday got away with no pictures. and a few hiccups But the house is clean, the washing was all put out on the clothesline, and brought back in before the rain, there is fresh bread and pound cake (the best way to use up extra eggs, make and freeze the poundcake) in the…
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Spindly
As usual Mr Flowers likes to show off his tail right in front of the ugly garage door – sigh – no sense of background. Everything about this bird is spindly. A small bird really. But colourful. He is a piebald this is why he has white feathers in his tail. Mother and daughter. Lady Astor…
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Sulky pig
Lots of farmy pictures today. Tane was pleased I was home. One piece of sorry business. Tima was her usual chubby happy self though she had had another miscarriage sometime during the night I arrived home. Only one baby, barely formed, as big as half my thumb. But I would not have known if I had not seen the…
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Home again, Home again …
Jiggidy Jig. I am home. Back on the farmy. The sun has risen to a cloudy day. It looks like rain and warm. 42F (9C) . I can hear the calls of the red winged blackbird outside the window. This is the bird that signs the end of deep winters grip for me. I am very fond…
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in, out, off, on, gone
I reached California last night, safely encased in my travel bubble, booked into my cupboard sized relatively economically priced hotel room, pulled off all my winter gear, went back to the lobby and bought fruit, water and toothpaste, (always with the toothpaste) then lay down on my big crisp white perfectly made bed and slept…
The Kitchen's Garden 