Category: Life
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Gentle afternoon
Mama is still resting comfortably, not moving much. Twitching flies off her ears, and changing position every now and then. She is still very alert, bashes the others out of the way to get to her food and even rises up onto her knees to eat. But her back legs still refuse orders. She is in no…
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Summer veg with bite marks
are my favourite food. Because then you know they are organic. Last night we had a vegetarian borscht and the best courgette and feta pancakes ever. Divine. I love eating from the garden. The garden decides the menu. The weather is so cool that the flowers are blooming and the scents are heady. And dinner is crispy and…
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Yesterday
Yesterday, Mama our old sheep, stood three times, for an hour each time, inside her sling. I am getting good at getting her in and up all by myself. She is standing bearing weight on her front legs now, and moves her back legs about. Though she is unusually calm and dreamy about the whole thing. And when…
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Pulling your weight
I was showing Triple T my spiders knees arm muscles yesterday while we were waiting for another flurry of bales to be thrown, by John down below, onto the clatter box and up into the loft of the barn where we stood ready to stack. Triple T tried to look impressed but he suffers from the condition of…
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Every Pig Needs a Fan
Two Hundred and Eleven Bales of Hay. Not a bad days work at all! Above is the toppings bales from Daisy’s paddock and below the alfalfa mix from the haymakers field. The good hay. Lovely green hay just like my darling hay mentor Linda, has been telling me I should strive for. This lady and her…
The Kitchen's Garden 