Category: The Farmy
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Works, Works, Works.
Mowed. Trimmed. Strimmed. Cut hedges. And generally fought to tame the enormous green growth that follows spring in Central Illinois. (I could not even park my car – the hedge was so overgrown). My arms are up in arms (I am allergic to grass). There must be a particularly nasty grass out there. Itchy welt…
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The Farm – The Travel and Superpowers
The farmy is still cloaked in its sleepy late winter weeds. As an entity it will toddle along like this – in a kind of slow moving hibernation until I get back from my ‘Spring into Autumn Progress ‘24’. (This years trip name), late May Then when I get back I will bring in piglets,…
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Saving the Planet – or – saving the People on the Planet.
This was my first thought this morning. Facing the possibility of the planet reclaiming the earth back from the people sounds like a fine plan to me. Almost comforting. Not a popular thought obviously! But would it be such a dreadful thing if the people on the planet went extinct too? Left to himself I…
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The Taste of Home
I was listening to the radio in the car the other day and at the end of the interview the interviewer posed a question. “What is the taste of home for you?” He said Hush Puppies were his taste of home. I thought hush puppies were shoes but it sounded interesting. Then the other presenters…
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RESCUE PIGS
We have lost the wee fellow on the right he died in the night but these are such sweet shots I thought I would share. Please don’t be miserable. And after such a rocky start he needs a proper goodbye.
The Kitchen's Garden 