Category: Farming
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Of CoursE. IT SnowS.
More than the predicted three inches too. Tomorrow I catch a plane to California to get ready to catch a plane to Australia. Of course it snows. Just to give me The Fear. And it is forecast to snow a little tomorrow too so I seriously have The Fear. My bags are ready. (I fly…
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Chicken Dances
Rooster at the West Barn, enters Stage Left. Tough audience. Cattle Call auditions. I hate them. Though I believe this particular audition was called by the cattle. I knew a guy once, when I was running in such circles, who actually wrote his thesis on the Entrances and Exits of Shakespeare. It was a dry…
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A Creative Life.
It is true – we all have one. A Creative Life. I truly believe we are all artists. Whether in the arrangement of the pillows on our beds, or our book shelves, or the swinging copper pans, or a meal on a plate, or a garden, or a photograph, or the ring on an old…
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The.
This is the only word I have in my head. The. With a Full Stop. (In New Zealand that little dot is called a Full Stop. Here in America they call it a Period). Do you think that ‘The.’ means something? Or nothing. Or maybe it means the beginning – of nothing. All I have in…
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What cold looks like
By the time I got in last night from feeding and bedding down all the creatures it was 16 degrees (-8C) . With wind. They were forecasting an overnight temperature of 7F (-13C) but I have not checked to see what it went down to yet. And it is getting colder – much colder before it warms…
The Kitchen's Garden 