Category: Living the life
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Why am I cold?
I asked this of the busy kitchen after dinner last night. No-one had an answer of course. It is not cold like real cold is but I am sitting writing to you in August on the prairies with a sweatshirt on, thinking about socks. It is 52F /11C . Not warm. And the middle of August which is the hottest month…
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Walk the Walk
Yesterday I had morning visitors come to help on the farm, readers and members of the Fellowship, they cleaned out the Rescue Piglets pen and we arranged the honey boxes into an even bigger and more challenging maze for the two piglets who are learning to walk. And K held the sleeping piglets propping their…
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The Essence of Languid
Though every description of the word languid that I read does not say what I think Languid means. This cat is languid but is by no means LISTLESS. List Less. Less List – now what does that mean. To list less. Like a ship? No listing to port, stay on an even keel- no taking…
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Up to the Yards
Once again the cows have been brought back up to the yards though the concrete yards are not much drier at least the cows cannot pog holes in them with their cloven hooves. We had two inches of rain in an hour at milking time last night. So often the rain is at milking time, have…
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The moment between the minutes
When my son was here we were talking about technology and smart phones and audio books and things like that. And how we can do all these interesting things on the move. When we have a spare moment we can check our emails or the weather,listen to music in the garden or have a book…
The Kitchen's Garden 