Category: Living the life
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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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Sunflowery
Every morning after he has fed the chickens Hugo hooks up the trailer to his beloved ride -on lawn mower, cuts about 30 – 40 stalks of sunflowers and driving about the farm, distributes them between the pigs and cows and meat chickens. Like a summer Santa without the hat. Tima is mad about them,…
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Pat’s Eye
Pat agreed to pictures not words so here is what she saw yesterday. I hope you have a l0vely day! We will. Your friends on the farmy, Pat, Hugo and Celi
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Sleep
There is not enough of it. Sleep that is. This is yesterday’s sunrise through the fog. The air temperature was so unusually cool. But warmer temperatures are on the way. So we will be cutting the next load of hay on Monday. I will be bringing in a lot of hay this time, if all…
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Hanging out
Last night – late – after a very long trip, Hugo arrived. All the way from Avignon in France. Just to hang out at the farmy for a few months. He is still sleeping. So today will be a bewildering day for him. The first day always is. And tomorrow Pat arrives. Things are busying up…
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