Tag: turkeys
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while miss c slept
(photograph courtesy of Hugo Photographic Productions – he said I looked like a beautiful baby) The turkeys and the cats and the dogs. Waited. It rained all day. I did not mean to go to sleep. It just happened. The fire was burning, everyone was safe and fed but not necessarily dry and no turkeys…
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A French Apartment
“There are wild turkeys out the front of your house,” said the FedEx man, his excitement palpable as he handed over my new crepe pan that Hugo later deemed Too Small. “Not wild” I said. “And that is why I have No Shooting signs up”. “Beautiful.” he said as he threw sticks for the dogs. No…
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Keep on Growing
The Plonkers are growing so fast- They are gorgeous healthy animals so far, touch wood, etc. In fact they might be growing too fast but already there are less eggs being collected because of the season and Lady Astor is dropping her production on schedule so that will influence their diets considerably. I hope to have…
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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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Bird brains
One of Hugo’s chicks jumped out of her brooder and took her good self for a walk into the glass house yesterday. These chicks who I purposely bred with one of the new dappled roosters, are so pretty and robust. The turkeys have taken it upon themselves to sleep in the barn every night now. It…
The Kitchen's Garden 