Tag: farming
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The.
This is the only word I have in my head. The. With a Full Stop. (In New Zealand that little dot is called a Full Stop. Here in America they call it a Period). Do you think that ‘The.’ means something? Or nothing. Or maybe it means the beginning – of nothing. All I have in…
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Bleeding Warmth
Yesterday our warm spell began to bleed away. The warmth bled out of the landscape. There is a cold spell coming and it will last until I leave here. We will be below freezing for a week. Fair enough. I am off to the Southern Hemisphere in a week where it is warm. I can deal with…
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The POG
Poggy, poggy, poggy. How has this happened – we have had such a poggy winter. Though I am not complaining – I have not been Bad Cold outside once this year. You remember that cold that brings such pain to our hands and feet that I grimace and grit my teeth as I work until the cold…
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… to be a cow
A good day to be a cow. Nothing but lazing about in the sun, thinking about nothing. Ears up and head up when the tractor and the dogs and I bring their hay down to the back of the field. Breakfast in bed. Lovely if you are into that kind of thing. I always throw…
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Sheila speaks. (audio)
Last night everything was quiet in the home barn, the wind had dropped, the birds were roosting and the cows munched quietly in the background so while I put Sheila and the kune-kunes to bed under their respective covers, I recorded the discussion between Sheila (my big old Hereford pig) and I. Our good night talk. A…
The Kitchen's Garden 