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 …

Celery Soup for my Little Sister

Even though my little sister lives far, far away in New Zealand I can still cook her some celery soup. Aren’t we lucky. Our mother became sick when my sister was only a little girl and I keep forgetting that she saw me in the kitchen more often than she ever saw Mum there. So …