Tag: farming
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Look Good on Paper
I went to Our John’s Work Do last night. I had forgotton about it so I was still in my work clothes, filthy, straw in my hair, working, when he came out to the barn, home from work early, showered and dressed to tell me we were leaving in thirty minutes. I did one of…
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Twilight
Twilight. Such an evocative word. Twilight in Alberta. And I arrived home to twilight in Illinois. The pigs were pleased to see me. And the cows came galloping in. But the birds were galvanised – Geraldine (seen above in the background) positively trilled. She was under my feet and my hands as, working against the dying light,…
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I do, I promise
I do. I love it here, Honestly I love it here. I love the animals. I love the space. I love my barns and my life, I never lie in bed longer than I have to. I am up and showered and out the door with my wet hair (freezing solid in the cold) flying…
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The Northerly
In New Zealand a Northerly is a warm wind. Out here in America a Northerly is exactly the opposite. COLD! I won’t tell you how long it has taken me to get used to that. And yesterday The Northerly wind blew rain right through thebarn and into everyones faces. I still opened all the barn doors…
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Not from today
I have been going through my old photographs. Looking for the TWELVE for the calendar. And when I went out with Camera House to take some shots in the last of the light, as the Cadet and I worked through the chores, I discovered I had run out of a battery in the camera and then…
The Kitchen's Garden 