Tag: kunekune pigs
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Dying with the Full Moon
Sadly, Harlequin died yesterday morning. She just could not keep herself alive anymore. The scours have see-sawed through her body since the beginning, never really letting up and the poor wee thing just got weaker and weaker. So she left. Pneumonia took her away. Short lives are not wasted lives. We know this you and…
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Did you Find Your Voice?
I learnt an awful lot at the Press Publish Conference in Portland on the weekend. I am going to share as much as I can with you over the next week. As usual these things will weave themselves in and out of the fabric of our farmy pages. Much like this post. (And first I…
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Every thing in its proper place
This time of year, as we gear up for the busy season, everything is re-placed in its proper place, House AND Barn and woe betide anyone who borrows something and does not return it. I work alone – so that would be ME whose Woes will be Beti-ded. And the house is small so everything…
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I had a thought –
– running through my head all day yesterday. For you. But I did not write it down. Roger and I have similar problems, whereas he cannot remember a word, I cannot remember an entire concept. There was something I was going to tell you. But it has popped like a soap bubble. Gone. Ah…
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Trotting Pig and Running Cow
Yesterday Tane was observed trotting down the drive, at speed. He would not let on as to where he was actually heading but he was going there at a good clip. A case of “I don’t know where I’m going but I’m making very good time.” I know that feeling. Tima and the dogs and I went…
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