Category: Photography
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The Vet Bet
If I were a betting man, the vet said, putting his head to one side then to the other studying Lady Astors belly and crinkly udder – I would say she was not pregnant. She is wide enough, he said, but that udder should be moving by now. He had an emergency to get to though…
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Taste the season
Asparagus. With everything. We recognise the season by what is on our plates. Tima has discovered the front steps. Lady’s udder is still unchanged. We are closing in on the penultimate “two weeks to go” period. I am not ordering the new milking bucket until I know for sure. All the electric fences are up…
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We fed..
… the chickens on the tin house while Alex continued to dig out the winter accumulations from the chook house. I forgot Sheila was out and about. And how tall she is. She and Mr Flowers helped them clean up. Above is one of the tables of vegetable plants. We have another table full and…
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Growing
Isn’t everything on the farm about growing. The piglets are growing, the garden is growing (but not fast enough yet), the pasture is growing, the cobwebs in the barn are growing and my team is growing. Ellie – wwoofer number two came yesterday – right on time. She will do just fine. Another good, strong…
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Storms of Flowers
Amidst the storms in our skies – there are flowers in the garden. When I as young and had about the same amount of time for the flower garden as I do now, I used to plant piles of annuals that grew from seed. Riots of cool colors and white blooms. In New Zealand my…
The Kitchen's Garden 