Category: Photography
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Mail for miss c (and Hairy MacLairy). What a day!
The post mistress called. A box had arrived in the village with my name in it. She was sending it out with El Postino right away. I love having a local Post Office with someone running it who knows everyone -we must fight to keep it! Anyway, my new second hand camera body had arrived.…
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Hush.. tread softly.. lest you tread on my words
Miss C is writing so keep it down! Yes, that means you!Be careful where you put your feet. My words are all over the place. I am gathering them up into something coherent today. This story was not that funny at the time but in retrospect, which is our only real perspective in life…
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A Soap Opera without Soap or Opera
When I am at the hairdressers, which I have to admit is not often enough, they have a big TV showing soap operas. As I only see them once every two months or so it seems to me that they move about as fast as the farmy. The story line is easy to pick…
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There are limits…
There are limits to my span of attention. When the tea table conversation turned to trigonometry – my limits were reached (I am sorry but x is actually an x. I have no concept of it meaning anything other than x). I went into a coma, emerged and realised that I did not have time…
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Herding Pigs. I mean the PIGS were doing the herding!
As I was admiring the flowers in my garden. I noticed Mama laying about in the sun, but not looking quite right. On closer inspection she has a lesion above her hoof. I needed to bring her into the barn for some attention. So after the milking I led them all in. It is easier…
The Kitchen's Garden 