Category: homesteading
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Wai’s eyes
While we forked hay up into my hay wagon and dragged the trailer up to the corridor paddock to make the hay into a haystack… A very rough looking beginning to the haystack but it will do. The grass had been down too long to mold into a waterproof shape. Wai shouted out from…
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The Flying Scots-Man
Our Scotman has arrived on a plane and now we have a full complement of workers. Last night he and the girls all went for a walk after dinner – I think they are going to get along just fine. Wai the rescue potbelly pig refused to let Alissa cover him while I was away…
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Calf in Car
Every time right? Every calf finds its way into the boot of this car. It was not hot or anything yesterday but still the cows found the shade and stood about gossiping. And the pigs took to their wallows. The skin on Wai’s neck is coming away now. There is pink tissue under the gunk…
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Fitness for wounded bodies
My sister wrote to me again yesterday – she is a nurse and like you is following Wai’s recovery closely. She trained to be a nurse in a period before modern computer based diagnostics and many of their procedures were based on common sense coupled with sound medical knowledge learned in the lecture hall and…
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Divide-ing time
I should dig this up and divide it but who has time for things like that. There really is very little time for gardening when there is so much to be done on the farm and The Armadillo and all his skin protocols takes a good two hours out of the day. Bless him. The…
The Kitchen's Garden 