Category: Living the life
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An escape waiting to happen.
Do you see the little left hoof of the middle piglet? Yes, he is thinking about climbing through. I better fatten him up quick so he cannot fit. They are getting harder to take photos of, as the moment they see me they race over to see what I have got. Every morning I cut…
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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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