Tag: thekitchensgarden
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Finding my way back
Many things have been happening to people around me in the lately, so much sadness and injustice and tragedy, and though the farm and I are fine – many of the best people in my life are struggling and sad. This left me with no words for the last few days. So I am finding…
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Room in there for me?
I asked Sheila. Is there room in there for me. She said, yes but would not move over so I had to climb over her big body and scrunch myself into a corner of her house. It was warm and calm in there and Sheila smelled nice so I stayed a while. Every now and…
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The Two-headed Monster
When we were kids the seats in the cars were bench seats- you could sit four skinny people comfortably across the front seat. (Bucket seats are such a kill-joy). Lovey-dovey couples would sit close together – usually the fella driving and the girl jammed as close as she could get, thigh to thigh, knee to knee. We were small…
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Gardening Chooks
You have not seen much of Mr Flowers lately, but I have – him and all his wives up on the veranda. This year I decided to employ the meat chickens as gardeners. With this endless rain, combined with the terrible heat earlier in the month, the garden is officially out of control. Some areas…
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The Essence of Languid
Though every description of the word languid that I read does not say what I think Languid means. This cat is languid but is by no means LISTLESS. List Less. Less List – now what does that mean. To list less. Like a ship? No listing to port, stay on an even keel- no taking…
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