Tag: hereford pigs
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visitors, burlap bags, pigs bottoms, lightening in the skies, where do I begin
Yesterday Camera house caught Daisy showing you how she backs slowly through the burlap bags dislodging flies. Very slowly. Gently swaying through the lightest of brushes. Flies gone. Not perfect. But she is after all. A Cow. We have a visitor come to stay. The Matriarch has gone to Georgia with Our John, so I…
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Beauty Is as Beauty Does.
Sometimes we don’t need many words. Sometimes we need the words of the masters. Because we are surrounded in beauty. “Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.” ― Anne Frank “Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.” ― Marc Riboud “Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.”…
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When life gives you mud: Wallow in it!
Well you know where this is going don’t you. Sheila has to have a new wallow as the old one by the chook house is actually above an electrical cable. John pointed this out yesterday. I did not know that. All this mouldy hay needs to be incorporated into the stony field and she already had…
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Milkweed for Monarchs and a Daily Piggie Feast
Surely these ravenous beasts need weaning soon she thinks. Sorry Charlotte not for couple more weeks. They are in training to drink water from the spigot. Do you see the little spigot poking through the fence, this is attached to a hose that runs out of the base of a big water barrel on blocks.…
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Home again, Home again, Jiggedy Jig
Back to the farm, the animals and ordinary old gardening and housework. Why is it that a drill always appears on the table when I am gone. Boo will not let me out of his sight now that I am home. He has picked up a few bad habits while you and I were not…
The Kitchen's Garden 