Milkweed & Teasel

Tuesday, 29 December 2009

Food for Thought

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We're past Christmas now and the not-so-festive stomach bug that hit us Christmas day. Mike soldiered on and made Christmas dinner, but ...
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Wednesday, 23 December 2009

There's always one

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I'll admit that most of our animals are touched in the head. Maybe it's a by-product of always adopting the second-hand irregulars, ...
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Sunday, 20 December 2009

Plucking Hard Work

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I woke up to our first dusting of snow. After the initial oh..ah..pretty, it was hot kettles to melt the animals' frozen water troughs a...
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Tuesday, 15 December 2009

Primitive Modernism

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It's only dawned on me today why women - or at least one person - traditionally worked in the home. In the days before push-button centr...
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Sunday, 13 December 2009

11 Days and Counting

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A quick update from the estate as Christmas preparations are in full swing - Bertie the tree is up and decorated, sitting on a reindeer sk...
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Thursday, 10 December 2009

The Christmas Tree

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Some years ago Mike planted 200 small fir trees as shelter to hold pheasants. He feeds the birds here too (that's what the plastic bins...
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Sunday, 6 December 2009

Hedgerows

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Nigel and Bertie have been laying the hedges around our house. They were in pretty desperate need of doing. Hedgelaying is both a skill and...
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Jennifer Montero
Two decades ago I left New England for olde England with nothing but my books and degrees in anthropology and art history. After some years toiling in various museums and historic sites, I decided to pursue my passion for the outdoors and enrolled in agriculture college. While working as head gardener on an estate in Dorset, I met my husband, a gamekeeper. His is one of those archaic jobs that only appear in Hardy novels and episodes of Downton Abbey. We now live and work together on a private estate raising game birds. Life in the country is not all bunting and cream teas—more blisters and cold rains. But with a dog leash in one hand and my Debretts Guide to British Etiquette in the other, I am conquering the British countryside, training dogs, caring for pheasant chicks, battling predators, and cooking. LOTS of cooking. In my spare time I tend a flock of sheep, and in winter I butcher and sell local game and wild food. It's hard work, but it's never dull. So sit, read, and laugh along. And be glad that you work in a temperature-controlled building like a normal person
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