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You know that moment when you think, oh well, it can’t get worse than this?  We lost the remainder of the mature batch of meat

Photo: Luisa Brimble It’s something Adman says, ‘who’d be a farmer, eh?’, when stuff goes wrong, or, you know, gets out or dies or doesn’t

  Hello!  Around here we are: .. holding onto the fun we had with the beloved Milkwood Permaculture team here this weekend, running Serious Backyard

It’s been a beautiful weekend of favourite Milkwood-people adventure and rain and amazing shared cooking with a brilliant cook (Tory) and red wine and cuddles

For every story there’s another one. For every earnest heart wishing for a small farm in a friendly town with an orchard and room for

      Wednesdays used to be different.  I used to make a slice every Wednesday. I’d take it to a friend’s house, and drink

    Dad planted an olive tree about the time he planted the coffee, so in the vicinity of 13 years ago. We’ve always talked

We ran our first Farm Picnic Day last month. We were very nervous. Like, really nervous. It sold out quickly and we closed it down

Hello! Jeepers. I’ve just about forgotten how to log into Typepad. We’ve been rolling with the punches over here, holding our heads above deep, deep