Category: Farming
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Did you Find Your Voice?
I learnt an awful lot at the Press Publish Conference in Portland on the weekend. I am going to share as much as I can with you over the next week. As usual these things will weave themselves in and out of the fabric of our farmy pages. Much like this post. (And first I…
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Cojones
(Is that a bad word? But it is the word I need). Slowly I settled back into the farm yesterday. I took a mental health day and decided not to talk to any humans. It was lovely. The sun was out and so was I. Look at our sleeping kune kune. The most entertaining pigs.…
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Off again
I leave at lunchtime today. No, you are not coming Tima. Put those dogs down and behave yourself. So I will do a fast change after the lunchtime baby feeding and off we go. You and I – to Portland Oregon. I have never been to that part of the country before so I am looking forward…
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You Saw it Here
PAN. In my barn. Though Pan has a pretty bad reputation around goats. So I told Freya to watch out for herself. But she didn’t listen. Too funny really. Lets look at that again. I am still laughing. Freya looks so intent. Marmalade playing with her kitten. The girls come in for dinner. Look at…
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Easterly
The Easterly is my least favourite wind, our prevailing wind is the Sou’ wester. All the trees bend that way, so the sleeping arrangements in the barn have (like the trees) evolved as shelters bending to shield themselves from this wind. When a cold Easterly comes flying in with snow and rain on its back…
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