Category: Living the life
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Pickled Beetroot amongst the bustle.
What a lovely day it was yesterday. Cool, with a little breeze. Different neighbours popping in and out feeding Daisy their garden leftovers or borrowing hay making tools. Yesterday I felt for the first time as though I was part of my little local rural community. And that is hard as a foreigner in a…
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The Farmy is back online. There have been a few changes.
Camera and the Connection have returned. So we have images and we have the internet back to its usual comforting crawl. And oh I missed you so. It was very strange not to be constructing sentences in my head all day and collecting shots for you. The Duke of Kupa says welcome back. All is…
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Rain, Hail, The Works!
The black clouds I noticed when I started to carry buckets of water to the barn in preparation for the milking yesterday morning, were not as frightening as the continual thunder. It sounded like a monster train running over a bump in the track not too far away. The thunder rolled again and again for…

