Tag: farmlife

WORKING TOWARDS SPRING

Believe it or not there are signs that the seasons are changing. Slowly – slowly. The icy muck tells us that the struggle between winter and summer has begun. 

WATCHING

Boo and the cats have an arrangement. They don’t run – he won’t chase them. But he still watches them very carefully in case someone wants to play. 

SUGARING SOON

While we were embracing (somewhat reluctantly) snowfall after snowfall over the last week or so I spent more time than usual in the kitchen.  I get hungry when I am stuck inside. 

BLACK AND WHITE

Black and White. But not by design. For days now we have been under this heavy lid of pale gray cloud. Under the threat of snow. Below freezing. A frozen solid white bread sandwich. Colour has fled our world. 

LOST IN THE DARK

Last night Tane disappeared into the dark.  I was on the phone talking to the airlines looking out the window. And as I talked I watched the poor old hobbly pig walk out in the gathering dark – the wrong way. 

AUNTY’S RICE SALAD

AUNTY’S BROWN RICE SALAD A great salad – the trick to this salad is adding the soy sauce and onions to the hot brown rice and letting them steam and soak and cool together. My sister first introduced this to me at New Years…

CROOKED BOTTOM

I had a chicken catcher visit yesterday. A young man who spent a couple of hours sneaking up on the runaway chickens catching them and returning them to the chicken coop. So to date there is only one (or maybe two) still wandering about…

LAST LIGHT

We worked in the grim cold and blowing though inconsequential snow all day then at the moment the sun committed to dropping below the horizon, to begin her journey to visit my children, she turned her fleeting lights on me. Suddenly and very briefly, sepia…

OLD BARN

Imagine building a barn like this.  It must have been an enormous undertaking.  I am not sure how old the West Barn is  – definitely older than the cottage that stands beside it, but it will be shelter for the cows this winter – though…

RICH

One of our greatest talents is the ability to articulate joy.   We all have this talent – it is not rare thankfully.  Though fleeting in some lives. But just because it is a common talent, recognising joy, does not mean that it is of…