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farm chores day

I was reading (actually re-reading) this post from Alison of This Blooming Life today. I had never heard this Victorian household chores ryhme in it's whole form before: Monday is Washing DayTuesday is Ironing DayWednesday is Sewing DayThursday is Market DayFriday is Cleaning DaySaturday is Baking DaySunday is the Day of Rest How seductively straightforward. I'm […]

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Sunday Night Rewind

{For this Rewind, I'm actually posting two posts which were originally published 23 and 26 September, 2009. These posts are favourites of mine with these old photos of our farm, even more significant to me now that we are here. It was also these photos themselves which inspired me to […]

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teeny weeny chicks!

Our first meat chickens arrived yesterday! Tiny weeny handfuls of days old fluff, on enormous feet.    Have you seen many meat chickens? They don't look much at all like laying hens. All upper body and sturdy legs. But at day old they all look the same. Cute as (chicken?) […]

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This is kind of it

I've driven past this farm produce sign dozens of times without stopping. Often it was closed. More often I was on the wrong side of the road and it was kinda hard to turn around. It's sort of nearby here, but out of the way.  This time I stopped.    […]

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the up and the down

Some days just start out dreadful. We lost four chooks last night to a fox. Four. Although at least it wasn't all of them, like my friend Darren, who's experience last week was pretty dire.  Adam and I are all no-nonsense and practical and we don't get emotional about farm […]

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little lamb

I missed a call a couple of weeks ago from a friend. I was in Sydney, my phone was on silent, I was very busy sleeping in.  She sent a text later in the day saying the lamb had found a home, no worries.  As quick as I could I […]

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first time for everything

You know how much I love my chooks.  And that I have a fox problem.  Well, turns out I really love my neighbour's chooks too.  I heard a dreadful squawking today at about ten in the morning. It was raining, I'd just let our chooks out, Adam and the kids […]

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please fence me in

We love a fence, the Adman and I. We're known to slow down the car to admire some fencing. One of the dairy farmers on our road just finished fencing a whole paddock and it's a thing of beauty. Taut. Effective. Tidy.  Tilly, perhaps, not as excited. But happy to […]

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