Category: Photography
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Sunday Light.
Geraldine has forgiven me. A little bit. But is still giving me a look as she breezes past. Hugo got a wee fright when he was sitting in the garden and Geraldine flew up from behind and landed on his shoulder – he walked around for a while with her there before she flew off. It is…
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The Crepe Season
The season of the crepe. Hugo assures me that crepes will not make me fat. Just eggs, milk and flour, he says. Checking the ingredients off on his fingers. Luckily the eggs and the milk come from the farm because he goes through heaps of both. He makes a big batch of crepe batter every few days…
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A girl and A peahen
The dog and the turkeys. Will we finally get some tomatoes? Piggie heaven. Here is the girl (our cadet) and her peahen – Geraldine. Geraldine is such an angel of a bird. I called to her and up she came and rushed across, I told The Cadet to sit on the hay bale step that…
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Out on the grass
You can’t grow pasture raised pork unless the Plonkers actually get out onto the pasture. Many people have trouble with the pigs rutting up the fields (which generally happens in the autumn when the fields lose the protein in the leaf) so I have devised a system for this. It is all about responding to the call.…
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Go On, Laugh Out Loud
You will get a laugh out of this lot. A chip off the old block! I finally took Geraldine up to the loft to bond with Mrs Flowers. I checked on them multiple times in the afternoon but other than Geraldine calling out for me, or her turkeys, there were no problems, Mrs Flowers did not…
The Kitchen's Garden 