The wide shot, work in progress

The North Chef’s Garden is coming along nicely. In fact I am feeling quite proud of what we have accomplished in there. Let’s hope the produce sells! Lots more to be done yet though. In the next few days we will plant 60 lavender plants, 60 thyme plants, 60 rosemary plants and 50 oregano plants. …

100 cabbages

Yesterday we planted out 100 cabbages in the cows garden.  (There are 100 more in the glasshouse and 100 more to sow). Today fifty pepper plants of different varieties will follow – the peppers are not for the cows,  they are for the Farmers Market market. Roxanne is having trouble adjusting to the high protein pasture …

Nosy Cow

As I wrote Nosy Cow I wondered how often I had written Nosy Cow as a header.  But every where I turned yesterday with a fork full of cow manure, as I cleaned and remade the cows beds, there was Lady Astor, watching, standing right in the way, not moving an inch, being suspiciously sweet …

Cojones

(Is that a bad word? But it is the word I need). Slowly I settled back into the farm yesterday. I took a mental health day and decided not to talk to any humans. It was lovely. The sun was out and so was I. Look at our sleeping kune kune. The most entertaining pigs. …

Two day old Kittens

Though you have to squint your eyes and peer into the screen to see them. My Dad always said where there is light there is a photograph.  He forgot to mention  – unless the photograph will not SIT STILL. Four are a light salmon gold. Two are  as marmalade coloured as Marmalade. I think. I have …

Back to The farm.

Home again. Home again. Jiggedy Jig. Back to the farmy we go. And autumn has come. I came home to a pigs welcome. And a pigs welcome is a such a joy.  When I first walked out into the field yesterday morning, Sheila was lying down sleeping in the sun. She saw me, leapt up …

That kind of cold

Miss c’s almanac says; get ready for another cold winter. Bad cold. I know it is summer and we are just beginning to harvest, and the last thing we want to think about is the winter. But if you live a simple old fashioned farm life like we do we are always thinking about the winter. …

Chook Tricks

I was half way through Daisy’s lunchtime milking when Allison called out from above my head. “There’s a dead chicken up here.” Allison had decided to take a bucket up into the loft of the barn to collect all the old eggs that had been languishing up there lost in the hay for more than a …

Frostbite on Barn Chickens

Still cold. Do you see Daisy’s breath? First  something pretty: The Old Codger has given me his snow shoes .. aren’t they wonderful. When I walk the dogs across the snow in the morning I shall be wearing these .  I look forward to our morning walk. And now for something not so pretty. The …

And then the apples began –

Yesterday just as I was getting into the swing of freezing corn on the cob, with the sweetcorn garden  relish bubbling away, and the bread rising on the racks above the stove where a tray of sweetcorn kernels were drying, my neighbour popped over with a very welcome bag of  tiny cucumbers for pickling  (knowing …