Tag: peacock feathers

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Mr Flowers glowers down from his perch in the barn. 

The quiet feathers

After I dropped Hugo and his family at the railway station to begin their journey to Chicago, I drove all the way home to the farm again in an empty car. When I got home I stood in the drive and the silence was almost crushing.  I… Continue Reading “The quiet feathers”

Kupa’s First Eye..

The first eye feather of the the season. We have been watching his tail feathers grow and this morning there it was, the first eye feather, it is destined to be the longest of his tail feathers and when he lifts his tail in… Continue Reading “Kupa’s First Eye..”

Desperately Seeking Beautiful

I looked for loveliness yesterday and found it everywhere. BooBoo doing his best to be lovely! Big Dog is always lovely. I find peacock feathers in the strangest places. Only the short ones now, all Kupa’s long feathers are in a vase catching the… Continue Reading “Desperately Seeking Beautiful”

How to make a lambs coat and the last view from the coupe for a while.

This is the view out to the East from the tiny house. Our winter sunrise view. However the Kiwi Builder has wrapped it up like fish and chips in the building paper that is emblazoned with the name of a certain big box building… Continue Reading “How to make a lambs coat and the last view from the coupe for a while.”

“Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.

Working in the barn yesterday I heard a rustling and looked out the door.  This is what I saw. “Kupa.”  I said.  “How are you darling?”  “Have you seen Tui or Pania?” he asked, in his polite peacock voice. “I have lost my wives.”… Continue Reading ““Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.”

“Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.

Working in the barn yesterday I heard a rustling and looked out the door.  This is what I saw. “Kupa.”  I said.  “How are you darling?”  “Have you seen Tui or Pania?” he asked, in his polite peacock voice. “I have lost my wives.”… Continue Reading ““Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.”

A Sparkly Farmy Day

I wished for a fine cold day … and that is exactly what we got …  with plenty of  Sunday to hang out in the wintry sun all day. The Duke of Kupa … … was particularly spectacular with his sparkly colour.  We went… Continue Reading “A Sparkly Farmy Day”