Tag: The kitchen’s garden
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A girl and A peahen
The dog and the turkeys. Will we finally get some tomatoes? Piggie heaven. Here is the girl (our cadet) and her peahen – Geraldine. Geraldine is such an angel of a bird. I called to her and up she came and rushed across, I told The Cadet to sit on the hay bale step that…
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At Last
An ordinary day. But a long one. This is the first time in a long time that I have been working all alone all day and I did not get the chores done until 8pm. However I WAS taking my time and everyone was fed and watered, even Our John, eventually. I have ten more…
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Pig television
Yesterday the gentle mid summer Lull continued. All the calves ate their meals like good little calves. Little is a tiny maybe little bit better but at least holding his own. He still smells bad and the flies are at him the way they always pick on animals who are sickly. I was watching him yesterday morning…
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Summer like cotton sheets
Yesterday I was feeding the chickens and suddenly looked up as I felt a Lull descend like a floating white cotton sheet upon the Farmy. A summer lull. Long before the times of fitted sheets, (which I hate by the way – they are useless when the elastic gives up), my mother would make the…
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The Woods
OK. It has been a rough 36 hours. Or how many hours? Since Saturday morning anyway. It feels like a week. We are not out of the woods yet but I do see the light a little. The calf scours have not got the better of us yet. I have three calves looking quite good- still not…
The Kitchen's Garden 