Category: Life
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What a peachick looks like
Now, we are not officially ‘Meeting’ chickpea yet, he is still following his mother through the pig pen with all that hustle and bustle, under the hooves of cows as she finds water and through the long grass of the fields. So the little fella has not truly come into focus yet. Pania gets very…
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Drama in the skies
This little plane was spraying something on a nearby field and banked and turned above the barn a number of times. We had our own little airshow for a few minutes. Though what they were spraying, who knows. Big dog as a shadow. When my cowboy hat blew off TonTon was thrilled to retrieve it.…
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The Kiwi has Landed and so has a new Moggie
The roof on The Coupe, the most beautiful little apartment being built for The Matriarchs retirement that will be a guest house until she gets old, (which is not yet) has finally been finished, every gutter, every cap, every little bit of every little everything is finally on. Rooves are like jigsaws every piece must…
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A horse is a horse – of course, of course …
The horse riding was as torturous as expected, due to lack of padding between my bony bottom and the saddle. But the horses were fat and happy. We rode for two hours through dense and stunning Canadian forest. We walked single file one horse following the other at a rolling sailor’s plod, the saddles were…
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No horsies today, all lost and gone away
The horses were all booked out, so we postponed and went for another punishing walk.. as high as we could bear, which was not very much higher in the scheme of things, to a little reservoir lake. Then we had a picnic with crostini and olive tapanade and pan fried local steak cut into paper…
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