Tag: images

FROM SNOW TO GROW

I am moving quickly with this blog post this morning as my old laptop is sending ominous flickering warnings.  The screen keeps blacking on and off.  Last night I backed up all the pictures.  I am surprised it even came on this morning.  This…

SIX WARM PIGLETS

If you were hanging out in the Kitchen’s Garden Lounge of Comments yesterday you would have read that a piglet was lost in that first cold night.  I found him dead on Poppy’s side of their quarters.  Being the Lady Pig Farmer is not…

EXCELLENT

In a Fine Dawn

Cows – and a pig

I love these images of our cows and a pig. Poppy and one of her babies.  The wind is still  blowing and we are all caked in dust – though I am sure this is absolutely nothing compared to the dust bowl,  it feels like…

Can I have him?

“PLeeeeeaaaase.” says BooBoo. “Can I have him?” This is the little piglet who I am trying to get to eat a little more. He is so small.  He sleeps a bit much and is always bottom of the heap, but seems pretty sprightly when…

Last Light

Yesterday I was in a hurry so I shot all these images using my Iphone.   But my constant companion – Phone – hates my laptop. No reason. Just fact. And if I say it often then enough surely it will become a fact?…

I hope the sun comes out

Boo is still on bed-rest and doing it hard. He is allowed short forays with me on a leash, and spends time on the chain by the barn where he can watch. Mostly I have to leave him inside when I go out to…

Do what you can –

– because sometimes it is going to rain on your life and then you can only do what you can. And sometimes it is Cold hard rain. And sometimes it is on the day you had pegged to cut hay. And that is what…

Boo and His Babies

Yesterdays comments lounge is worth a look, if you have not already been. We had one of our magic Fellowship days.  I love our discussions, wish we were able to have a coffee with that! I read through all the comments yesterday again and…

Do you believe in miracles and magic and angels?

‘This is weird.’ John said, as he trudged back from the house to the hay field. He had checked the weather again when he went inside to take his cherry pie out of the oven (the cherries are ripe!) . “It looks like every…