Category: homesteading
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Back to The farm.
Home again. Home again. Jiggedy Jig. Back to the farmy we go. And autumn has come. I came home to a pigs welcome. And a pigs welcome is a such a joy. When I first walked out into the field yesterday morning, Sheila was lying down sleeping in the sun. She saw me, leapt up…
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Steaming full ahead
I am not behind yet, but I am definitely at Full Steam. Ahead. The skies have cleared after a few days of rugged weather. A little taste of winter. I am even wearing my carhart jacket again – broken zip and all – inside. The chimney needs cleaning before we can light fires. As I write…
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Kunekune boar
Maybe this wee boarfriend for Tima? I have just heard that we can buy him. I would love to have him. This little kunekune boar is beautifully bred. This is a shot of him when he was a baby (supplied by Lori Enright his breeder) and above with his sister when he was a bit…
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Thinking hay
I was up in the hay loft yesterday stacking hay. I grab the strings of a bale with my gloved hands, hefting it and as I drop it into its space I am already looking to see where the next one will be going. So when I swing the bale up off the clatter box it…
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breakfast in the fog
By myself… because no-one else here is as moved by fog as much as I am, but thats ok. No-one else finds delight in moving amongst the blanket of droplets that remind me of the sea. But thats ok. You see, no-one else here, the people who grew up on the plains, realises that the sounds…
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