Category: Farming
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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-…
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Tane of the night
This was the morning yesterday, clear and cold with a good hard white crunchy frost. Later yesterday evening Jake and I drove up to Chicago to the United Cargo depot to collect the latest member of the farmy family. After the shortest of waits Tane Mahuta,our kunekune boar baby, in his new big white crate, was…
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Never say never
Sometimes I stare at the Title Space and nothing enters my mind. Actually I often stare with nothing in my mind but we all know that by now. ‘Never say never’ sprang to mind last night when I began to load this page. There are always hiccups along the way. Not major ones. just little…
The Kitchen's Garden 