Category: Life
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Time for Feet
As we wended our weary way home from Chicago on the Metra yesterday evening, I watched a lot of honest hard working people trudge wearily on their feet, up and into the train, they would sit heavily, some of them looked to me to be way past the age that they should be working. They…
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Good news
Yesterday we worked extra fast in some terrible humid heat and now all the hay has been divided up and is stacked in neat rows in two barns. And then in the afternoon – it rained – poured down actually! And we all felt smug because our hay was under cover. I hope I have enough…
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I got close
But the day whipped past. The boys delivered the chickens to the abbatoir nice and early, then while the Day Mother cleaned my endlessly busy kitchen we ran farm work until the hay started in the afternoon. It was a long day. We worked right into the evening. And much later in the evening the boys and…
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Not a Little
Now which if those piglets worked out how to pull their fan down off the wall? Not clever in this hot weather. We lost Little yesterday. I mean literally lost him not the metaphorical lost that means a coffin. No. Hugo and I were dealing with some very hot meat chickens and in the…
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Dying with the Full Moon
Sadly, Harlequin died yesterday morning. She just could not keep herself alive anymore. The scours have see-sawed through her body since the beginning, never really letting up and the poor wee thing just got weaker and weaker. So she left. Pneumonia took her away. Short lives are not wasted lives. We know this you and…
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