Category: Farming
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How to: BooBoo’s torn ACL
Diane, a founding member of the Fellowship of the Farmy who has been reading since the very first day of the blog asked me a question this week about her blue heeler who has a torn ACL. (This link has a good picture of the problem). She has also decided not to go the…
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What happened?
I am sitting here in the early morning, listening to the dawn (though it is not quite dawn) chorus of the chickens in their hen house. They do this every morning. Noisy calesthenics. They screech and bob and call out for up to a minute – the lot of them – not just roosters –…
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Farm to table
Another big farm to table lunch being prepared as I write. Amanda and I will be cooking all morning then eating and drinking all afternoon. We will be seating twelve. Today I am featuring great, big, juicy heirloom tomatoes. I am off out to pick them right now. John has dug fresh new potatoes for…
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A mouse ate it
For the last few days the household has had no internet. It is not a huge problem except that I could not make my blog and I could not chat to my children for free. The weather fell where it may. The young people read books out loud in the evenings. I missed out on…
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Wai’s eyes
While we forked hay up into my hay wagon and dragged the trailer up to the corridor paddock to make the hay into a haystack… A very rough looking beginning to the haystack but it will do. The grass had been down too long to mold into a waterproof shape. Wai shouted out from…
