Oma Rapiti!
Look what we found in the study this morning. How it got into the house is a complete mystery (surely not the cat door?), but its presence certainly explains why Maisie was so restless at 3am. I think it’s just… Continue Reading
Author: chrissyb
Breakfast of Champions
This is what we have for breakfast on the farm. Because Darling Daughter and I first ate it at Auntie Jean’s house, it has become known in our family as AntiGene Muesli. And, since lots of visitors who eat it ask, here is the… Continue Reading
Bee Happy
Yesterday was so warm and sunny here that it felt like spring. I was out working in the veggie garden, and so were the bees. It’s the first time I’ve seen them this far from the bee tree since the… Continue Reading
Young Adventurer
While his dad and I were pulling apart and reworking the living room walls the Young Adventurer was doing his own share of planning and scheming. Here for your entertainment, and to record for posterity the workings of a 6 year old… Continue Reading
A Quiet Week?
Not so long ago we had a visit from our friend DIY Guy and his lad, Young Adventurer. They came to stay for a week during the school holidays, and I had thought they might like to have a bit of a quiet time pottering around the… Continue Reading
Food Bowl Malfunction
This is Kitty-Pop. This is Kitty-Pop’s bowl. It is a requirement in Kitty-Pop world that her food bowl be kept full to the brim At All TIMES. When Kitty-pop’s food bowl develops a malfunction, like this: Here’s what happens next*: We are… Continue Reading
Good morning!
It’s pretty hard leaving home to drive to Auckland when this is the view from your bedroom window. Oh well, I’ll be back again tomorrow night. See you soon ponies.
If You Didn’t Have Your Gumboots…
Down on the farm gumboots are essential equipment. At a pinch, in summer, one might substitute crocs in the area close to the house, but any time you are striding across paddocks the added protection of gummies is most desirable. In winter there is… Continue Reading
One Year!
One year ago today we moved onto the farmlet. Last night, us residents celebrated with fish and chips. The Forbearing Husband suggested this meal. He sold it as commemorating the pioneering spirit of those who left the city, knowing not what quality… Continue Reading
Unhinged
You know how I said about our kitchen cupboard doors being a bit dodgy? Well, this happened. Now when you tell a friend that things came unhinged in your kitchen, and then a few days later you get this in the letterbox: Which… Continue Reading
