Category: Living the life

• Because it’s right, not might or fright .. just right.

  My first real holiday job when I was 15 was cleaning in a private surgical hospital.  I wore a green nylon uniform, with two pockets and my school shoes. (We only had two pairs of shoes in those days and I could not wear netball boots to work.)  When you become a cleaner, secret doors…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 4, 2011

  Life, Writing

  being different, broom cupboards, cleaners, decisions, foreigners, life, private hospitals

• Farm Days from Dawn to Dusk

  Did you ever see that movie Dusk ’til Dawn. Well, a day on the sustainable, self sufficient, old fashioned farm is Nothing LIKE that!!! It starts at dawn. John leaves for work in the dark at 5am.  I talk to you guys and catch up with my messages until the sun comes up. I make…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  November 2, 2011

  Farming, Life, Organic farming, Photography, Sustainable farming

  Barn, cow, dawn, dusk, images, sheep, sunrise, sunset

• 100th Post in the middle of NZ week.

  When are we going to get back to dining out in New Zealand? and Netball! and the New Zealand Food? Soon, Soon darling. The 100th Post needs to be noted.  This is a milestone.  I need to thank you all for building with me this far. I love working with you guys. In fact the…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  October 28, 2011

  Humour, Life

  100th post, cell phones, combine harvester, fun, New Zealand Week, tele marketing, telephones

• Jeepers Creepers, where d’ya get those Peepers? Look what TonTon found in the barn!

  So TonTon was barking like mad at the  barn door. This is rare behaviour so something was amiss and I have learnt not to ignore him. I went outside the kitchen door and he ran to me his hackles up. Usually this means there is a sheep in the wrong place or Daisy has picked…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  October 26, 2011

  Farm Animals, Life, Sustainable farming

  baby chicks, barn. dog, cat, chickens, chicks, chooks

• Banty the Bantam Rooster

  Did I tell you about my mother’s rock gardens? I think I did.  At the big house on the beach. You will remember that Dad said he would place a rock once then shift it once, then he was done. My Mother loved rocks. Well, the rock garden outside the backdoor had the special rocks…

  Cecilia Mary Gunther

  October 22, 2011

  Life, Stories, Writing

  bantam rooster, classical guitar, cold toast, marmite, old lady, rangi, rocks, rooster, sunset