Tag: countrylife
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The Times they are A’changing
The barn swallows are gone. The mosquitoes are rare now. The flies are still here. The starlings are appearing in great droves called murmurs. And the spiders webs have arrived. Everyone racing to fatten up for winter. Not me. I am racing to fill the shelves and freezer. The pumpkins are harvested. The blush of…
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Dinner is Break Time
Which is why country people eat early. Dinner is not the end of the day. Dinner is a break in the afternoon chores. Which is why I like to call it Tea! Though no one around here knows what I mean when I say that. At 5.30 I usually sit down for tea. No cats…
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You know the saying :
If you have live stock you are going to have dead stock. I know that is the way of it. But I hate it anyway. Sadly the huge teenage mutant turkey gave up the ghost. With its badly formed wings and massively long legs it was more stalk than turkey. But was very sweet tempered.…
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Sleeping on the Job
The Charlottes are getting through the Mad King’s Garden fast. Cleaning up and clearing out. Here they are fast asleep in the afternoon sun. It was very mild yesterday. And they have turned the soil in these raised beds into soft beds. When R comes again tomorrow I will get her to distract the Charlottes…
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Stonkered by the Heat.
Like a sail in a changing wind we have yawed from unusually cold to extreme heat. And the animals – all except the PopPops – are floored by it. Including me. I failed to keep hydrated. On average a person needs only a litre of water a day – or a cup per hour –…
The Kitchen's Garden 