Category: homesteading
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We will see what we think
Now, how can you possibly see what you think. Imagine if we were all walking about with the picture of what we were thinking flying about our heads for all to see. Thank goodness you cannot see what I am thinking . But let us see what we think. I was talking to my friend…
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A Cold Beauty is it’s own Consolation
When I wake up in the cold mornings, with the howling skies and the winds so sharp and clear they cut your teeth. The ground is hard as pure hate. The ice lurking dark and deep under the snow. I cannot believe that there will ever again be a morning when I sit getly on…
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Meet Al: The Berkshire Boar
When the time came for Sheila to break out the lippie and hop the limo to visit the Boar, she very quietly followed me onto the trailer, was driven 15 minutes down the road and very quietly unloaded herself. No fuss. Not interested in her treats at all. But very interested in all these little…
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Photo-less friday and Sheila has a date.
I know people have posts called Wordless Wednesday, and really it is Saturday though we are commenting on Friday, and I am never short of words but sometimes short of photos so it is Photo-less Friday on a Saturday. It all gets so confusing. Poor us living in the past with our pleasantly addled brains.…
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As it gets colder again (but not too cold we hope)
The heat lamps come back on. The dogs creep back into the house. Last weeks snow beings to look saggy and loose, disheveled. No longer pristine and attractive. Snow is a great leveller until it starts to sink and go sallow. And the Daily View reaches a pinnacle of sublime sameness. But back comes the…
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