Tag: hereford pigs
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Back to The farm.
Home again. Home again. Jiggedy Jig. Back to the farmy we go. And autumn has come. I came home to a pigs welcome. And a pigs welcome is a such a joy. When I first walked out into the field yesterday morning, Sheila was lying down sleeping in the sun. She saw me, leapt up…
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Mum said …
When I was a very young mother (and I was very young indeed.. I married ridiculously young to a perfectly nice boy ) My mother said to me.. OK, you have proved you are a really good housekeeper, now you have a baby – so just be a Mum. She was not a Saint, she was just…
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Finding Sheila
Twice a day now I take the pigs for a walk down by the Creek that is really a Ditch. NO not you Baby Bobby. Just the pigs. We wander about a bit, the dogs and Poppy run ahead and then run rings around Sheila and I as we walk along. Then after a…
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Alone Again
My second Farm Stay visit was as successful as the first. This is indeed a wonderful idea. And now Allison has gone back to her real life. And I forge ahead after a wonderful week of help and company and laughter in amongst the sadness of losing Mama, and Daisy with her injury. Even though Daisy and…
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‘Tis a puzzle meant
You will all remember that Hairy MacLairy left the property to go to the big farm over the rise in mid January. Due to the high rate of problem deliveries I decided not to have any more lambs. So he went off to play with some other ewes. Mid January. Yesterday I was taking photos of…
The Kitchen's Garden 