Category: Farming
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the face of halloween
“So what happpened on the farm today? ” Our John said, as he tracked his muddy boots across my newly scrubbed kitchen floor. “Oh, nothing much – I planted 300 garlic bulbs, the cooking oil car got a flat tire when I was out at the old farm so I abandoned it but I got a good shot…
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A moments respite
You know how we run our lives expecting that all will be well when we get all our ducks in a row or something. We plan endlessly expecting a perfect life. Save against that – insure against this. We roll along thinking I will get over this hump and solve this problem and sort this situation out…
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writing farmer
No prettying this shot up. I spent most of yesterday working on the children’s book. The one where Daisy and Poppy and Kupa and Sheila and Marmalade and TonTon all go to Milan and crash a fashion show, and Poppy overcomes her fear of flying. Charlotte the wonderful illustrator and the brains behind…
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Tima and Tane
Yesterday I put Tima and Tane in a little field together. I loaded Tane into his travelling crate and John helped me carry him across, (Life is so much easier on the one day a week that he is home – if you can find him awake of course!) I am not so sure Tane will follow me yet,…
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Tane of the Light
Yesterday we had miserable late autumn weather. Very cold, close to freezing actually and wild bendy tree winds. Rotton winds. So The Old Rooster and I decided that wee Tane, who has just arrived from Sunny California after all, would be better off staying in his snug pen with a warm lamp. He was not alone of course. Boo-…
The Kitchen's Garden 