Tag: Barn
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Six Teats

Did I tell you that Queenie Wineti has six teats? Another less than perfect animal who is just perfect. She was one of a pair of twins. Sold as a very young calf. The vet said they will be no trouble and they have not been. This does happen sometimes and they offer to cut the…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Dirty Windows

This morning I will milk the cow, clean the buckets and the milking parlour, strain and store the house milk. Feed The Bobby and Marcel their milk. Feed the pigs their milk and hay and a little grain (for Poppy).( Who is taking after the ‘Flying Nun’. ) Feed the chickens their milk and their…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Green

The Southerly wind threw itself at us yesterday. Spitting heavy rain in amongst the gales. Shaking the doors and windows looking to stick its long scissorhands fingers in through the cracks. The barn was easy prey for windy fingernails. It is a colander of a barn. More holes than you can shake a stick at. More whistles than a marching…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Storm coming

They say. Who are they, anyway? Did they say? Poor They. The weather They. It would not surprise me to hear that They have all quit. Just up and gone away. They simply cannot bear to tell me about the weather today. There is a storm coming They say. Some Day. We will go out to play. I…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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The Low Moan of a Cow

Daisy needs lamby kisses. Poor Paisley Daisy. So large. So ripe. Just about ready to fall out of her tree. She stands in the center of her straw bed pushing sheaves to and fro, eyeing the walls and the door, centering herself. Then she leans way forward and folds her long front legs right under…
Cecilia Mary Gunther

