Tag: farming
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Nothing like I thought they would be
I said to Mad yesterday, in a comment, that the Spanish Black Turkeys are nothing like I thought they would be. I thought they would quietly slope about like a peacock. Roost in the same place every night like all the other birds. I thought they would sit in the trees and being such a…
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More eyes
My favourite time – well one of my favourite times – of the farm day, is the late evening – after dinner when all the dishes are newly washed and barely dried, resting in their warm stacks (I have given up on having a dishwasher – they just do not last with my electric shocking hands)…
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Only one Rule
You have to excuse my post titles. The Rule is that The Title has to be the first thing that comes to my poor beleaguered mind. This is Naomi (Lady Astors daughter) and the Header is Sheila with her walnut nose. When the pigs eat walnuts their noses go orange! Hugo and I were discussing rules…
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The Little Stuff
How does one describe an ordinary day filled with the little stuff of life in a way that will both entertain and invigorate. As you know my promises are that every Kitchens Garden blog will be about Yesterday, it will be the unvarnished truth (no shining up) and it will be on my own little farm…
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The Last of the Summer People
The last of my summer visitors has gone home. Yesterday Megan’s family had the tour then packed her into the car and off she went. I have been so lucky with my summer visitors this year. You met them all – some have become and will remain very good friends. So now it is only Hugo and…
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