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My word of the week for this week is How could it not be? From the moment the first one was born last Saturday morning, it’s been a whirlwind at the farm. Hubster has been out at all hours day and night. We’ve only got one pet lamb (that we have to … [Read more…]
Today we have a guest blogger at Farmer’s Wife and Mummy. We are entering a competition with La Redoute to capture the secrets of French style. Given the fact that Boo, even at three, is much more stylish than me, I will hand over to her. I may only be three but, even in … [Read more…]
Do you remember the uproar not so long ago when a parent admitted they preferred one of their children over the other? Then some other parents jumped on the band wagon and said they felt the same. Well as a farmer’s wife, I feel I should love all of the animals equally but, like those … [Read more…]
There’s something very spiritual about trees. When they’re really big I wonder how old they are and how long they’ve been standing there. What have they seen, as it were. We’ve got loads of beautiful old trees at the farm. There is even one with writing carved into it. There are fruit tress and oak. … [Read more…]
So Rosie the dog has been under the weather since Sunday. She was still down this morning-not eating and lethargic but I thought she would last until tomorrow when I am off work. Hubster rang me at 8.15am and said she yelped when he picked her up. I panicked. We had to put Poppy, one … [Read more…]
The weather this week has been beautiful here at the farm. Cold and crisp but mostly dry with lots of sunshine-does that make me sound like a weather presenter? Anyway, dry weather means only one thing down on the farm. Outdoor play. I feel like we’ve had a very productive week. Mummy painted bunting on … [Read more…]
What do you think of when you think Farmer’s Wife? Go on, have a think. This is what I think. Rosy cheeks, a rather plump old-ish woman with tight curly hair.She is wearing a piny. She has rough hands and kneads bread. She churns butter, knits, feeds chickens, has a wicker basket for eggs. … [Read more…]
It’s a hard job this blogging malarky but someone’s got to do it. This week I have been sampling wine. Yes you read that right. I had been tasting wine, purely for blogging purposes. Now as we all know, things always taste better when they are free. My wine was not only free (thank you … [Read more…]
I cannot believe what has happened. You know how I told you in my previous post that Cookie had more or less been pecked to death, was left with only one eye one eye and that she had subsequently died? Well, there were five of these Old English Game bantams living in the tree. … [Read more…]
Last Saturday I wrote about how Freshstart for Hens works and what happens to chickens who are farmed intensively for eggs. (See https://farmerswifeandmummy.com/2014/02/15/giving-ex-commercial-hens-a-fresh-start/) This week was the exciting bit. I have just got back from picking up our ten ladies who have come to live with us. The lovely Kerry whose house was used for … [Read more…]
