Tag: farm life
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Kupa shows his bad side.
All my city clothes were peeled off, stepped out of, abandoned and dropped in snail heaps on the bedroom floor as I morphed back into miss c. I will pick them all up later I promise but I was late for chores and everyone was calling. They knew they could use my guilt about being…
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Part two of the farmy walkabout but have I missed somebody?
This is what the very few people who drive down our country road are seeing. Daily changes. Not much changing with Daisy though. She stands exactly here for most of the day. Watching the kitchen door for movement. Daisy is an Ayrshire. A very old breed of dairy cow. She is almost four. She is…
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Oh dear
We had a good old fashioned farming day yesterday. Mama and Mia were shifted into the rat house paddock, separated from the lambs now for a good while. Mia has gone for company and Mama because that naughty Meadow is still stealing a drink every now and then and Mama needs to be in tip…

