Category: Farming
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Not Yet,
Daisy said. Just hold your horses, she said. Soon, soon, she said. Sigh, I said. As I brushed her fluffy wintry mane. It is too cold today anyway, she said. Queenie Wineti agreed from the ward next door. Yesterday the wind blew straight out of the NorthEast. Which in New Zealand would be a hot wind…
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Marcel’s Auntie
On the few warm days that we have had so far, Marcel has gone out into his pen within the sheep’s enclosure. Much to my delight he is never alone and it is Minty who is always with him. I thought it would be Mama who would take over grandmotherly duties but it is Auntie…
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Hiatus
Yesterday Camera House took a rest day. A hiatus. A break in regular transmitting. And I concentrated on other things. And this morning I am looking forward to another day and another cup of tea, another bowl of coleslaw, another chat with you, another day working in the barn with my animals and maybe just…
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Ya Wanna Bet?
I do NOT want to discuss the snow. I do not want to discuss how snow that is driven by wind flings itself like white mud at everything and sticks. I do not want to discuss gates frozen shut. And sit-upons that cannot be Sat Upon. I don’t even want to discuss that these shots…
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The Big Yawn.
This is what Sheila thinks of it all. “Bloody Rubbish.” The calenders have arrived. I started with an order of 10. I am not sure how many will sell. They cost 19.99 each to have printed, and they really are rather beautiful. So, as they are being sold to raise money for Sheila’s feed, I…
The Kitchen's Garden 