Category: homesteading
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The season begins
And we are off – miss c is back in the saddle… (an English saddle, those wild wild west cowboy saddles hurt my bony bum.) And me and my saddle (but no horse of course) are moving fast now. Thank you for your patience with me and my absence. Spring has hung it’s hat here for…
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Pania Gives Lessons
While the young peahens watched, Pania showed them how it was done. Interestingly I have never seen a peahen display her feathers for a peacock. They usually do this to scare off a cat or show off to each other. I have no idea where Mr Flowers was but it was a regular meeting of…
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Favourite Barns
Sometimes my favourite barn is the West Barn, sometimes my favourite barn is the Home Barn. Yesterday my favourite was the West Barn. Favourites move about – this is the key. If you have a favourite forever you need to re-evaluate your favourite criteria. Things were quiet yesterday, gentler, there was no reason for me to be anywhere in any…
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Chooks in snow
As a rule the chooks do not like the snow. (In New Zealand and Australia we call chickens: chooks and as I am a New Zealander living in America these little words from home are a comfort so bear with me). My chooks are free range so they can go outside and get lots of sunlight in…
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Cheap Frights
At any given time of any given day I can tell you with reasonable accuracy where any of my animals are and what they are doing. (Except Poppy who is sometimes where she should not be). I can be cleaning out a pen in a group of cows and there is little chance that an animal can sneak…
The Kitchen's Garden 