Tag: farming
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The Gold of “Good Job”

Today is the last big farm to table lunch of the season. And I am exhausted by my struggle with the knowledge of the departure of Fourth Son and his family tomorrow. Packing the memories in tight. It is misty this morning. The corn so high we are cocooned. Castled with no windows. We…
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How to: BooBoo’s torn ACL

Diane, a founding member of the Fellowship of the Farmy who has been reading since the very first day of the blog asked me a question this week about her blue heeler who has a torn ACL. (This link has a good picture of the problem). She has also decided not to go the…
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Wai’s eyes

While we forked hay up into my hay wagon and dragged the trailer up to the corridor paddock to make the hay into a haystack… A very rough looking beginning to the haystack but it will do. The grass had been down too long to mold into a waterproof shape. Wai shouted out from…
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As the trees grow

Every year I plant as many trees as i can buy or grow or find. And one thing I have noticed about the mornings is how loud it is with bird song this year. Especially the cardinals. I seldom see them as they love to be high in the trees and nest in the thickest…

