Tag: milk cow
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Pouring Up
Someone has a milk mustache. I once nursed a very old lady called Maisy. I was very young – in my teens – dressed all in white, working in an old folks home. She was very old, round with sparse white comb over hair and wore green nightgowns. I always thought she looked a…
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Toot Toot
I am sorry – ‘Toot Toot’ has nothing to do with anything, it is just a sound I make when I am moving an animal aside. It is just so cheerful, musical even. Just a childish ‘Toot Toot’ all by your self out in the field. The other day a friend and I were talking…
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Cameos of Cold and Calm
Queenie waits now. Altogether Daisy gave 70 pounds of milk again yesterday. But this morning is very, very cold. I am worried that the milking machine will not work. I held the calf back from Daisy yesterday because she had started holding her milk back from me – which is a recipe for disaster with a…
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Sunday Walkies
All these babies wake up a farm from its frigid winter slumber much faster than the weather. Even though we only just reached above freezing yesterday, still the babies all commanded attention and sweetness and good food. Even the biggest baby of them all our beloved Sheila. I have taken Poppy and her Bali Belly…
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Fitting the Puzzle Together
Yesterday the warmth began to melt a little snow, then the water began to make a lot of mist then a lot of fog, then we lost the horizon. Gone. I thought that today I would have a little round up of what’s happening so we can get the next few months in order. Kind…
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