Tag: thekitchensgarden
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More eyes
My favourite time – well one of my favourite times – of the farm day, is the late evening – after dinner when all the dishes are newly washed and barely dried, resting in their warm stacks (I have given up on having a dishwasher – they just do not last with my electric shocking hands)…
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Real Life Friends
One of the most unexpected pleasures of having a farm blog is that the blog has become a bridge between the nebulous internet and real life. And people, lovely people, have walked across that bridge from the blogosphere to the farm. And then become friends. Not facebook ‘friends’ but real life ‘call me if you need…
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Harlequin
Yesterday morning I went across to the West Wing to feed the four calves there and found that the little-ist one, who last week scoured so badly she was coating the walls in a bloody mess, was laid down shivering. The nights have been cooler but not that cold. She got up for her bottle then went…
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The Song of a Sow
It is 5. 14 in the morning and outside the window hanging low in the Western sky is a bright full moon. I was texting with Fede last night and said to him Can you see the full moon and he said No, I can only see buildings. This was such a sad answer. Yesterday one…
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Spanish Black Turkeys
The Spanish Black turkeys are growing very slowly. But surely. They are inquisitive and have a shrill call when they think they are being ignored. I still have no idea what the gold one is. I am hoping it is a hen though. Then we can keep her. Geraldine the Peachick has bonded very strongly with…
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