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When I was a little girl, all I wanted to be was a chook farmer. Today, with flowers beneath an old...
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A little sunshine, a Marketplace find, and a path that wasn’t there this morning. I painted the old...
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Today has been a day I won’t soon forget. It began in the paddock with Charlotte and Cheyenne,...
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This morning, when I opened Wild Remembering to my drawing of two Galloway cows, I was reminded...
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Perhaps we don’t always become someone new. Perhaps, sometimes, we simply find our way back to the...
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Today, we shared our little corner of the world. We showed our brother the mountain, wandered...
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Some days you build with timber. Some days you build with dreams. And some days, home simply sits...
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Today I dreamt about spaces. Spaces where the chickens can see the mountain. Spaces where...