Category: Life

• Why isn’t the list getting any Shorter?

  Yesterday I reordered the order, and all the animals went in and out of the barn with ease and no escapes. So now the pens are all sorted out for the period that I am away. It is very lucky that pigs do not have digits or at the very least Daisy’s height. They would…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 24, 2012

  Farming, Humour, Life, Photography, Sustainable farming

  dawn, Made in America, Made in china, old barn, pig face, sheep, Shopping, the old barn

• Storm Drill

  Yesterday after Thanksgiving dinner I rallied the troops and we went out to the barn to practice a storm drill. When a storm comes in,  often we do not have a lot of time to get all the animals into the barn.  And depending on where they are outside and where their designated pens are inside,…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 23, 2012

  Farming, Life

  Barn, old barns, preparing to leave the farm, storms

• Will it be You?

  Are you to be my two hundred thousand-TH visitor? At the time of writing (5.24 am), The Farmy has been graced with 199,911 visits.  One of you is going to ring the 200,000 bell today.  John said, is there a prize? but it all crept on me so fast I did not notice so I…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 22, 2012

  Farming, Life, Photography

  farm animals, kindness, Thanksgiving

• From Gray to Kupa’s Way

  The days work begins and ends in the pitch dark now, though yesterday was warm, the day was gray.  I know winter is coming, the light is dimming, but these last few warm days have been a delightful respite.   L’il Puss The Scrapper’s bottom is kept comfy. He has very generously offered to keep…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 21, 2012

  Farming, Life, Photography, Sustainable farming, Vegetarian, Writing

  Daisy the cow, gray day, hereford pig, house cow, peacock plumage, peacock train, sheep, The kitchen’s garden, vegetable stock, winter coming

• The Tiny House – First Drawings

  The Kiwi Builder and I have been spending a lot of time arranging and rearranging walls and condensing, decanting and extending ideas. The pea hens watch us at work from the verandah.  In fact yesterday the doors were left wide open, because it was another  beautiful  day and Pania and Kupa, being the opportunist peafowl…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 19, 2012

  Farming, Life, nanowrimo, Tiny House

  Nanowrimo, pea hens, The tiny House