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Monthly Archives: December 2011

Happy Christmas, lovely folk

I hope you have a restful, peaceful and happy Christmas day, whatever it means for you at your place.  We had our long-held family tradition of a cooked breakfast on the beach this morning and we've dropped in jars of treats to dear friends. The wrapping paper is out and […]

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a morning coffee

On the south coast we start picking coffee in December. I say "we" but I have yet to drop a bean in a bucket this year. Part timer. Drink it? Why yes please.    Ivy has done more picking than I have. Mostly because she's following Grandpa around. Like, all […]

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inspired MacGyvering

We've moved our laying flock from our acre block over to the farm. Very exciting for us, not so much for poor Casanova left behind (he actually belongs to the neighbours, he just lived with our ladies.)     Poor folorn rooster. He spent the first day in the empty […]

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slice of a someone else’s Wednesday

  Lovely folk, it's so lovely to see you this Wednesday before Christmas.  I have no slice, I'm afraid. Next week. Here's hoping.  For someone who is usually TOTALLY Christmassy, I'll admit up front I'm really struggling this year.  I have had a wonderful number of Bikkie orders every day […]

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broiler day

  Tomorrow morning, starting out at 4.30am with a farming friend who also raises chickens, I'm going to my first abattoir. With my meat chickens aboard.  This has been fascinating. These quick growing meat chickens kinda challenged my slow food mentality, and we'll try a slightly different breed next time […]

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homecoming

  One of the weird things about blogs are the way they are only a small part of a bloggers world. You get a glimpse, you get an idea of what that world is doing, but it's really only one small projected part.  There's been one major absence in this […]

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fencing

I broke a fence today. (Actually it wasn't today – this is a post I drafted earlier this week before the week got sidetracked, but more on that tomorrow.) Not this exact fence, this is a photo I took earlier. Same farm, different paddock. I detatched the springy electric gate […]

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noodle heads

For someone that talks a lot about food it might surprise you that I have a lot of trouble feeding my middle child.  I was spoilt by Henry who at two made me one of those incredibly annoying mothers who gave their child steamed broccoli to snack on, and he […]

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