Category: Photography

DUCK CAKE

Still no sign of another mink. But nature abhors a vacuum ( which is why I won’t let anyone bother my good band of coyotes). I have never had any trouble with the pack of coyotes whose territory includes my farm. If they were…

FOUND A SAFE HOUSE

For the ducks – it will fit quite a number of ducks actually. The Matriarch and I found it yesterday and did the deal right on the spot. There is no kicking around when we get determined. John will make a few modifications once…

CALM DAY

I was about my handmaiden duties for The Matriarch yesterday (I was called the handmaiden way before the TV series) and for an hour I found myself sitting on a very comfy couch in a sun drenched waiting room. I had nothing at all…

BASTARD MINK

Yes. Miserably the night before last the ducks were attacked. When I went out for chores I found two dead and three injured. All head injuries. The night before last. Classic mink. I hate the bastard mink. I know to lose a few ducks…

THIRTY DAYS

There are a whole lot of time scales mooted that tell us how long it will take you to establish a habit. To retrain the brain. To exchange a bad habit for a good one. Or introduce a new useful system into your daily…

WORKING FAST NOW

I am clearing the winter bedding out of the barn reminding myself that putting huge round bales of corn stalks into the pens as bedding was all very well until it is time to haul if all back out, thawed and smelly, a forkful…

THAT WAS YESTERDAY

Hats and sunglasses against a cool sun.

ESCAPE ARTISTS

While I was away in New Zealand several small groups of chickens decided not to go to bed in the chook house each night, choosing instead to set up shop in various other buildings on the farm. My garage for instance. So for the…

A SAD DAY

For us New Zealanders. For us of the world. Though sad, the word, is not enough. Outrage. I feel sick. It was all about hating immigrants. Hating those with another faith. Fearing that which we do not understand. Blind hate that could have been…

BACK ON THE FARM

The air and skies are thick with gloomy thundery rain this morning – my first morning back on the farm after a busy couple of weeks in Australasia. However I am raring to go and enthusiastic about getting this season’s farming underway back here…