Category: Farming
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My Monsters and I go for a Walk and Wonder about Stuff
The sun is so low that when it does pop out through a crack in the solid grey that is our sky, all our shadows make us look like monsters. Screen left is Boo and screen right is Sheila. Off on our walk. Everyone wants to check out the compost heap on the way. Off…
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Breaking all the Rules of Carpentry
While we have been farming, my friend the cabinet maker has been building the shelves/ cabinets for the Coupe. The Coupe is a Tiny House being built adjoining our Home. Our Johns Mother will live there when she is ready to retire. Until then it will be a divine little guest house. Everything is…
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A one legged rooster is not really one legged
The chooks, roosters and the guineas swap feet when they are standing in the cold, one foot up, then that foot down and then another foot up, like a wee boy in his thin pajamas showing too much ankle on the cold bathroom floor desperately waiting for the toilet. Hurry UUUUP! His feet taking turns…
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The Duke of Kupa
When we were children and lived at the beach on a quarter acre section, we had lots of guinea pigs. Thirty-six at one time I remember. (We were very proud of that number) Males and females, shorthaired and long haired, all colours. The only ones who went into cages were the pregnant mothers, the rest…
The Kitchen's Garden 