Tag: farmlife
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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 with no home.
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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 turned to glowing golden.
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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 they are fed in the fields and cows stand about wherever…
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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 lesser value. I find that lift of the heart so frequent…
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WILDCARD GARDEN
By the end of Autumn John usually has the glass house planted and producing but this year there have been interruptions to some of the familial rhythms. So I decided to take the bull by the horns and plant a wild card garden.
The Kitchen's Garden 