Tag: thekitchens garden
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Back to the Country
Travelling back from Portland to Chicago I found myself in a melancholy mood. My voice packed away with my makeup. My city face dissolving back into relief. Dragging my bag like a heavy weary dog with leaden feet on a short leash. Bumping at my ankles – shambling along behind me. I loved standing in front…
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Dirty Windows
Dirtier windows. Do your pigs make a mess of your windows? And how about your kittens? Do they sleep in your feed bags? Does your cow have a fringe? (They call them bangs in America). Elsie is about to go Bang if I take one more shot of her. Do your Big Fat Pigs smile…
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The camera sees all
I may have discovered the source of Godot’s strange behaviour. What do you think this is? One leg is black. Here is a close up. Is that dirt, from when he was stuck under the bush the other day? or something more sinister. He was fine yesterday. No limping, active. Eating drinking, Flying. Is it dirt?…
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Mum said …
When I was a very young mother (and I was very young indeed.. I married ridiculously young to a perfectly nice boy ) My mother said to me.. OK, you have proved you are a really good housekeeper, now you have a baby – so just be a Mum. She was not a Saint, she was just…
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freedom
The still has begun its work of turning vegetable matter into essential oils. Yesterday was peppermint. As well as the gorgeous oils there is the by-product of scented water. I love the scented water just as much as the oil! Timatanga Moana the little Kunekune piglet was very quiet all yesterday. She usually is a very staid…
The Kitchen's Garden 