Tag: flowers
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Wild Flower Garden
The wild flowers have begun to get all blowsy and over blown – going to seed – with traces of last nights makeup and tired feet from dancing. My plan was to fence it off and put the cows in there but I am not sure I could bear it. It is still too beautiful…
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Super Pig
I almost took my husbands eyes out with my dirty farmers fingernails yesterday when he said to me there is no way that potbelly pig can survive with all those open wounds. The skin is coming off in huge clumps now exposing pretty rugged raw areas underneath. Some as big as a child’s hand. But…
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Storms of Flowers
Amidst the storms in our skies – there are flowers in the garden. When I as young and had about the same amount of time for the flower garden as I do now, I used to plant piles of annuals that grew from seed. Riots of cool colors and white blooms. In New Zealand my…
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A garden in the city
Up the back of a lovely old house, on a hill in Mirimar, in Wellington, New Zealand – is a wild garden. Wild. You could get lost in this garden. So I did. (You can tell I am talking to my middle sister on the phone in that picture. My back is very straight. You have…
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Sometimes a Little
We are still fencing. The Fencer and I. Missing Berit. Gracie has the weekend off so she went shopping with The Matriarch so they could work some more on improving her English. (Grace’s objective is to improve her spoken English in preparation for studying in Wisconsin soon.) So Boo, The Fencer and I spent all…
The Kitchen's Garden 