Tag: pigs
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A moments respite
You know how we run our lives expecting that all will be well when we get all our ducks in a row or something. We plan endlessly expecting a perfect life. Save against that – insure against this. We roll along thinking I will get over this hump and solve this problem and sort this situation out…
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Tane of the Light
Yesterday we had miserable late autumn weather. Very cold, close to freezing actually and wild bendy tree winds. Rotton winds. So The Old Rooster and I decided that wee Tane, who has just arrived from Sunny California after all, would be better off staying in his snug pen with a warm lamp. He was not alone of course. Boo-…
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Back to The farm.
Home again. Home again. Jiggedy Jig. Back to the farmy we go. And autumn has come. I came home to a pigs welcome. And a pigs welcome is a such a joy. When I first walked out into the field yesterday morning, Sheila was lying down sleeping in the sun. She saw me, leapt up…
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Bites
Dentally Challenged. That’s me – after spending way too long in a dentist’s chair yesterday getting three permanent crowns in. Which did not stop me selling books though. Even the dentist is buying a copy of ‘Letters’ for his reception room now and his assistants are ordering them too. Luckily our Jess, the last of the Woofettes, completed her gardening…
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Shifting Pigs
The girls and I finished cleaning out the barn yesterday. I have to admit it was a couple of days of heavy work. But in the end all the dirty straw was piled down the back in a new compost heap. It was steaming! And Sheila and Poppy have been moved back into their winter quarters…
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