Category: Photography
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Tima and Poppy
I am willing to bet now, that Timatanga Moana is pregnant. There is a certain angle from behind (- so rude) where you can see the pigs belly drooping downwards with the teats quite prominent. Like a bulge. Usually looking at a gilt from behind you see nothing. Now I can see the curve of her…
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Slow DOWN
I sat down last night to look at this paltry assortment of images ready to tell you about my day yesterday but too tired to write it all down. Slow down. My neighbour said when she came over to drop off egg cartons. Are you mental? I called out. She laughed. So: Whose nose is this? Oh…
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Musical Chicks
Today or tomorrow my broiler chicks should arrive. They left McMurrays yesterday and will be delivered by the Post Office truck to the Postmistress then she calls me. So everyone moves along a chair – the Accident Chickens have been shifted out of the Halfway house and into the tin chicken tractor, the Easter chickens…
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Stroking
When I am hand feeding a young animal like Naomi I do a lot of stroking. I am firm. I mean; the hand that strokes is firm as I feed her. I pretend to be the licking hand of a great big cow. She always settles. Lifting her chin for the neck scratch. Moving her belly closer…
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Where are the pigs bowls…
Sheila my big fat pig still picks up her pigs bowl and takes it to bed with her. Hiding them. By the time I find it – it is buried in the straw in her hut. Her version of breakfast in bed. It means that at least once a day I have to crawl into…
The Kitchen's Garden 