Category: Life
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You have two posts today: First the farmy – piggie presents!
We cannot miss a day on the farmy you know. Not many words today, as there are plenty in the story which I shall post in a minute for those of you who want to read it. My story started off well then it worked its magic in a direction I had not expected. So…
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Pigs love Milk
Beautiful Daughter, who you will remember is in Melbourne, still reads the Farmy pages every day. She was on the phone yesterday. Write more stories, she says. I said, it is summer here I don’t start the real writing until December 26. I cannot think of a single story in the summer. I am too…
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A Soap Opera without Soap or Opera
When I am at the hairdressers, which I have to admit is not often enough, they have a big TV showing soap operas. As I only see them once every two months or so it seems to me that they move about as fast as the farmy. The story line is easy to pick…
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There are limits…
There are limits to my span of attention. When the tea table conversation turned to trigonometry – my limits were reached (I am sorry but x is actually an x. I have no concept of it meaning anything other than x). I went into a coma, emerged and realised that I did not have time…
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Herding Pigs. I mean the PIGS were doing the herding!
As I was admiring the flowers in my garden. I noticed Mama laying about in the sun, but not looking quite right. On closer inspection she has a lesion above her hoof. I needed to bring her into the barn for some attention. So after the milking I led them all in. It is easier…
The Kitchen's Garden 