Category: homesteading
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I accidently took a photo of my foot
You see it was hot. Lovely-delicious-hot not dreadful-out-of-control hot. 96F (35C). I gave the pigs a fan. Thank you Missie! Sheila thought it was just lovely but would not share so Charlotte went to stand in her water container. Smug pig. I swear if that pig stood up on her hind legs she would be…
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Peacock and Dog herd as a team
The Duke of Kupa and TonTon were caught on film herding the guineas through the pens behind the barn. It looks to me as though they are working as a team. What do you think? Poor guinea fowl. Being herded to and from by those two. They were being quite vocal in their protest too!…
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One and a half fences
I worked like crazy yesterday, successfully fencing in those naughty wandering lambs, I started another fence but did not have enough time to finish it as I had to get on to the evening chores and milking the cow. When I was done I came up to the house and there were people everywhere and…
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Hot right to the bones
So hot in fact that I took off my farm trousers half way through the day and dug out my short farm skirts. It was delicious to free my legs again. Daisy made no comment, other than politely asking for sunglasses to protect her delicate eyes from the blinding white of my pale legs. The…
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Free days – when the farm feeds the farm.
There is something deeply satisfying about eating a meal from your own land, in a room you created. Home grown, grass fed steak, with asparagus from down the back and hollandaise using my own eggs and butter, a salad from the garden, cheese from Daisy’s milk followed by rhubarb from the garden and home made…
The Kitchen's Garden 