Tag: milking
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The Seat of my Pants
Need to be sat on soon! But not today. It seems i will be flying by them for a few days yet. Here is a little of yesterday though most of it was spent cooking. More today. Cooking that is. I am looking forward to tomorrow when this dinner party is over and I…
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Dairy Queens
After I wrote to you yesterday I pulled on my farm clothes and toddled out to let the cows into their milking antechamber. They are always there before me. Looking all solemn and disinterested. The Dairy Queens.Though the moment I open the doors they flow in like a squabbling theater crowd decked out in pearls and…
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Udder Watch.
We go through this every year don’t we! Waiting for the babies. So we are watching Poppy – no change. Lady Aster – filling up nicely. Alex- filling up too soon and Aunty Del – no change yet. Yesterday was wonderful – many of you rose to the invitation to share your work-spaces. For me…
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Where are the pigs bowls…
Sheila my big fat pig still picks up her pigs bowl and takes it to bed with her. Hiding them. By the time I find it – it is buried in the straw in her hut. Her version of breakfast in bed. It means that at least once a day I have to crawl into…
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Up before the Sun
There are many things about farming that I love. One of them is milking. So one of the joys of farming is the early mornings when it is just me and the cow, her calf and the sun rising and the gentle flow of fresh milk. This is a shot out to the West – Before the…
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