Category: Farming
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The POG
Poggy, poggy, poggy. How has this happened – we have had such a poggy winter. Though I am not complaining – I have not been Bad Cold outside once this year. You remember that cold that brings such pain to our hands and feet that I grimace and grit my teeth as I work until the cold…
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… to be a cow
A good day to be a cow. Nothing but lazing about in the sun, thinking about nothing. Ears up and head up when the tractor and the dogs and I bring their hay down to the back of the field. Breakfast in bed. Lovely if you are into that kind of thing. I always throw…
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The Clutter Goes
I hate clutter. I have spent this week, once again, de-cluttering my wardrobe and my pantry and the desk and shelves and cupboards and both barns. As I have said to you a number of times I came to America with two suitcases of books, and journals and cameras and paintings wrapped in my clothes.…
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Prairie Sky
We all work under a sky. It is my luck that I have an enormous sky. My mother is the sky. Hard work is not a bad thing. A little winter cold is not a bad thing. And a little bit of hunger is a tonic for a body. Hunger makes you want more. Better. It…
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Sheila speaks. (audio)
Last night everything was quiet in the home barn, the wind had dropped, the birds were roosting and the cows munched quietly in the background so while I put Sheila and the kune-kunes to bed under their respective covers, I recorded the discussion between Sheila (my big old Hereford pig) and I. Our good night talk. A…
The Kitchen's Garden 