Tag: pigs
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Upstairs, Downstairs
Nelson the Wescue Wabbit who has been living in the upstairs of her outside rabbit hutch, like a posh rabbit, has discovered the downstairs. Yesterday she joyfully leapt up and down the ramp showing off her newfound freedom. She has joined the rabble! Her food and water are still upstairs so it is super easy…
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What is Your First Childhood Memory?
I have been thinking a lot about memories lately. With all the new writing I am doing. All my life I have believed my first childhood memory to be two linked moments when I was in a push chair looking at outdoor fresh water fish in a tank at a neighbours house. Our neighbour on…
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Storm clouds Came, and Left, Without any Storm at all.
I am not going to write an awful lot today – I think these pictures speak for themselves. We did get some sun yesterday but the winds were very high. So the weeding in the asparagus was a trial. The ducks were fine but Mr Flowers did not come out – he does not do…
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If my Words are Not Read, did I Write them At All?
Lucky for me I have you reading these words. My title refers to the other stories we all write. Or think of writing. Many people journal – in fact it is quite the thing in some circles. We used to call it a diary and I have many but I will admit to you here…
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Blogging is a Little Like Playing Chopped
Blogging is a little like that television/Netflix program: Chopped? Did you every see Chopped? A bunch of chefs would line up and they each had a basket with weird ingredients in it and then, with the clock ticking and random badly behaved judges, (there purely for their entertainment value), the poor cooks had to make…
The Kitchen's Garden 