Category: Farming
-
Taking the Lead
I milk the cows every evening. There are two cows, Aunty Del the young Ayrshire and Lady Astor the older Holstein/Dutch Belted cross. Up until now Aunty Del has always come into the milking room first, in fact when I open the door I have to leap back so she does not run me down.…
-
Away, and back
Yesterday I rose at 5am, fed the pigs and filled the waters, shifted the cows and ran the dogs, then changed, put my hair up, found my city boots, searched high and low for a slap of lipstick then jogged out the door by 7.15 am so I could drive North and catch the 8.30 train to…
-
Lounge of Comments.
All day long I think of things to tell you. But by the evening my mind falls into a blank. Or at least it did last night. So here is Sheila who was caught on camera with her eyes closed – doesn’t this happen to all of us once in a while. Once again yesterdays…
-
Gratuitous piglets
Gratuitous piglet pictures I mean. Just once more with the piglet pictures then we really need to get back to work. I know we have had one of the warmest Octobers on record and I am so grateful, but winter will come. And I have to be ready. However for today here are Poppy’s Nine. Poor…
-
Hugging Corners
Under the stern eye of Egoli, Poppy’s Nine entered their second whole day. The winds were fierce yesterday and it was hot but deep in the barn the piglets home was quiet and peaceful. Poppy had food and water so there was little need of me, but just once I opened the big door for…
The Kitchen's Garden 