Tag: The kitchen’s garden
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Willy Nilly

When we got home from Rushville, Indiana, arriving with our lovely cargo of two corrugated iron huts for assorted animals (three hours there and three hours back), I found all the cats milling about on the barn table waiting for dinner. There is no point in attempting to herd cats as you know so I just grabbed…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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all is well

Good morning. I am finally back in the land ice and snow. It is impossible that I am still in the same country the change is so profound. I was delivered home to dinner waiting and the fire going last night with champers chilling by the door. It was a delight. Before I ate I…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Lady Astor

Yesterday was one of those pot lid days. You know the ones. When the clouds hang heavy and grey right above your head.. all day long.. but nothing terribly much happens in the meterological arena, just a lot of pot lid above your head. It was cold but not too cold. Windy but no more…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Geyser

How often does one get to see a geyser in the kitchen? Fortunately not often at all. Yesterday my walls got a good clean with pulsing hot water. I had come in to fill a jug of warm water for the pigs, turned on the hot tap as you do and off it came in my…
Cecilia Mary Gunther
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Snow on Rain on Ice

The light did a funny thing yesterday afternoon. It was snowing on top of the rain that was on top of the ice. The temperature was going down so fast that everything was freezing where it fell. Freezing AS it fell. I went out without my gloves and found myself jogging to the house to retrieve them ten minutes…
Cecilia Mary Gunther

