Growing

Isn’t everything on the farm about growing. The piglets are growing, the garden is growing (but not fast enough yet), the pasture is growing, the cobwebs in the barn are growing and my team is growing. Ellie – wwoofer number two came yesterday – right on time. She will do just fine. Another good, strong …

Wellington, The Pause

I am in Wellington, New Zealand for a very fast family visit.  Just two and a half  more days then I am flung back into the void. You have been here (Wellington) with me before and there are a lot of family things needing my attention in Wellington  so I am going to pause and I will not post …

Gardening in the rain

Yesterday it rained. I am trying very hard not to make sarcastic comments like ” Rain? Really? You’re kidding.” More rain. Amanda was Kitchen Mama which meant I had hours to spend in the garden and it was raining but I just worked in the  rain. All day I was sopping wet. But happy. A whole …

black calf in the black night

Last night I decided that I would begin the process to wean Naomi completely from her mother. So instead of letting her back with her mother in the evening I left her in her corner pen with  walls that come up to my chest and extra food and extra cuddles. (Look at those flies on …

Rain

It rained almost all day yesterday. Lovely gentle warm rain. I came in from the evening chores soaked to the first layer and happy as a lark. The trees are blooming. Here are two of my favourites: Magnolia ‘Butterflies’  This is the most wonderful little tree. She  just bloomed yesterday, will not bloom for long, …

Back to Busy – ness

I am off again. By the time you read this I will be in the air on the first of my three flights home.  When I get home I will cut off my nails,  pack away my good boots. Shoo the spiders out of my gumboots and begin again. The first order of business will …

Shopping in Wellington

No! Not for clothes. No point in doing that. No point in shopping for clothes unless it is a new carhart jacket.  When I get back to the farm it will be work clothes all the way – until January when I return to New Zealand for Senior Son’s wedding. So I am leaving my …

Burrs on my Boots

Well not really boots but like as not I am out in the fields wearing these little slippers, the slip on nature of slippers suits my lazy nature.  Though I end up with multiple muddy  pig-kisses to scrub off my legs before bed. The long hot days of summer argue with my gumboots. Though I …