Rocks in the fields

The kunekune in their little field. They looked like rocks didn’t they.  Poppy  (in heat) broke out of her field and into the kune field the night before last looking for a boar. Poor Tane hid in his little house again and Poppy was escorted back to the rat house paddock  (she whined and cried …

The farm adjusts

Wai The Armadillo Pig and I are getting into a rhythm of procedures three times a day and a walk around the field three times a day. He is getting to learn a few Sheila commands “Go to Bed”, “Off for a walk”, “Where’s your bowl”.  Though he ignores them all. But stands absolutely still, …

The wild garden

Do you remember the mucky area down the back after the digger came through, that John tilled and sowed in the wild flower seeds? Well, we mixed the wild flowers with oats and alfalfa to give the bed some weight. And look!  Lush. (All the rain has helped) It is growing wonderfully, many varieties of …

Aunty Anna

But first, here is the picture Lori sent me of Wai. I have not seen him myself so this is all I know.  He is staying in a crate pen in her basement so it is hard for her to get a good shot. This poor pig is so terribly fat  I am very much …

Shine then Rain

It was hot again yesterday, stinking hot, even the chickens declined the outside and stood about in front of their fan for the afternoon.  Though they still laid their two dozen eggs right on queue. The temperatures bleached the sky yesterday. The heat reached up into the high 90’s again, not unusual around here but …

A momentous decision

I have decided that this season is my last summer milking cows. It has taken me a lot of thinking but I have made up my mind. A number of reasons really – among them and the most important: my family keeps growing, they do not live close to me and I cannot travel for …

A quiet life

At last we are settling down into a summer farm rhythm. Start the waters, milk the cow, feed the animals, have second breakfast, weed and plant and pick. This is the morning. A simple morning. I am leaving the grass long down the back so the cows can lie down into it out of the …

Slip, Slop, Slap

Suntan Lotion for pigs.  Yes, it’s a thing! Pigs get sunburnt. Most especially on their ears, an area that is hard to cover in mud from their wallows. Summer is here so the suntan lotion goes wherever I go now. Better probably to stay inside where the sun cannot reach us. But the pigs and …

Eight and Nine

Catching up. Poppy’s nine are weaned. The fat little savages. The little piglet with the ripped hoof has become un-findable – she is running just as fast as all the rest and doing fine so I have stopped worrying about her. They are all eating well chomping on their greens and slurping madly at their …

The city and the girl

I grew up on a beach in New Zealand and I live on a farm in Illinois. But I love the city. I LOVED New York City even if I was only there for 24 hours.   Loved it. I hope you have a lovely day. All is well on the farm – lots to …