Tag: chickens
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Unpacking the Groceries
I am being watched by BooBoo and TonTon as I write because we can smell a skunk toddling off to bed (it is still morning-dark) and they are convinced that they should be allowed outside to give the skunk the ‘hurry up’. Not Happening! I was reading this great book last weekend called The Perishing…
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One of those quiet days?
I am having one of those days when I feel almost horizontal with quiet. Or at least I begin by being quiet / but you know how that goes. Do you remember these, Diane? It is all about the chooks and their chicks and half grown chickens everywhere. Eating very well from the restaurant bucket.…
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Back on the Farm
Back on the prairies. I find myself with NOT a lot to say today. I am back from my working holiday in California which was grand. Though the ever present smell of burning trees was unsettling. Lucky we wear masks when we are out of the house because the air is thick with pollutants. My…
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SLEEP IS FUNNY
I understand the biology but really sleep is so odd. Dark comes – we get tired. We all sleep at the same time even the birds even the animals. Our dogs. We all crawl into our safe corners and sleep. Except the nocturnal ones I suppose- but what if people were nocturnal. How different would…
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Title Here
You know the rule about titles – the first title I think of has to go in the Title Space. Well there you are! Title Here! Snort. ( I cannot write snort without thinking of Sheila – and thinking of Sheila always makes me sad). I was so looking forward to writing to you again…
The Kitchen's Garden 