Tag: The kitchen’s garden
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Mud, Mud, Mud.
Our feet are growing webs. The rain has rained for days now, maybe weeks – on and off – On and off. The land drinks it all up in between squalls. I feel bad for California – you would think that osmosis would enable some of this water to creep across the country. Because we…
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Black Tulips
A steady pace kept us going all day. The Cadet and The Architect worked solidly on their projects. The gardens are clearing. Plants are being planted in anticipation of more rain. Many bedding plants were transplanted into the gaps discovered in the flower garden, herbs and cabbages and cucumbers planted in rows. For some reason we…
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Everything in its place
The Easter Chicks are more than happy where they are –but the Turkey House has happy meat chicks in it. Federico has finished The Turkey Brooder House with a circle of windows around the top, so the chicks are draft free down on the floor but well ventilated with pull up sections to let in sun and…
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Tick tack
When Mr Flowers has his tail up at full power he does this funny thing. Imagine the tail spread out as an enormous fan, maybe 150 to 200 feathers , now count in ten feathers from the right and imagine the next four feathers on the far right as one panel and four more on…
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Tima and Poppy
I am willing to bet now, that Timatanga Moana is pregnant. There is a certain angle from behind (- so rude) where you can see the pigs belly drooping downwards with the teats quite prominent. Like a bulge. Usually looking at a gilt from behind you see nothing. Now I can see the curve of her…
The Kitchen's Garden 