Silver monster in the chicken run

February 19, 2011

 

New chicken feeder

Ethel eyes the strange new beast

I was walking blissfully across the top paddock towards the chicken coop one morning, our little valley flooded with golden light, when I came face to face with the most spine-tingling, nightmarish vision you could possibly imagine.

A swarm of sparrows in the chicken run.

City people think sparrows are cute and harmless, but country people know the truth.

I fell to my knees and screamed in anguish. “Damn you, evil spawn of Sataaan!”

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Carrot cake everyone wants

January 19, 2011
Carrot cake

Dave's carrot cake

“Why won’t you share it?” I asked Rick. We were standing in the kitchen, looking at a carrot cake recipe written on the back of a long, white envelope.

“Because it’s too special,” he answered.

“But all the neighbors are asking for it.”

“Too bad,” Rick said. “If we share this recipe then everyone will make it, and it won’t be special anymore. Besides, it’s the only cake we know how to make! And we can’t serve store bought ever again. The locals will shoot us.”

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Bringing home Old Lady Lucy

December 21, 2010
Lucy the kune kune pig

Lucy the kunekune pig

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“I don’t want to get this pig,” I said to Rick. It didn’t matter that I was already sitting in the back seat of our friends’ ute on the way to get it.

Rick was sitting next to me, practically bouncing with glee. “I know you. As soon as we have her, you’ll love her.”

In the front seat were our friends Leelee and The Wolf. “Pigs are great,” they yelled, practically in unison.

The Wolf is a do-it-yourself mastermind who’s had a lot of experience transporting pet pigs, and Leelee has such an uncanny ability to communicate with pigs that we call her the Pig Whisperer.

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Rick wants a pig

November 21, 2010
Kunekune piglet

Kunekune piglet - Image from 'Armchair Caver' on Flickr

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“You want a what?” I said.

Rick smiled. “A pet pig. A kunekune.”

I paused, then laughed. “For a second I thought you were serious.”

Rick looked at me blankly.

“I am serious,” he said. Suddenly his voice changed pitch, like he was talking to a baby. “They’re just so darn cute.”

I knew I was in trouble then.

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Getting intimate with a cast sheep

October 22, 2010
Sheep in front of the olive grove

Sheep in front of the olive grove

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“There’s a sheep down in your paddock,” our neighbor Jim said over the phone. He’d been working along the fenceline when he saw the sheep. “It looks pretty sick,” he said.

I immediately called Hamish.

Hamish is the stock agent who leases our paddocks to graze his sheep and cattle. He’s in his mid 60s, I’d say, and he’s got a broad New Zealand accent and a gravelly voice. A man of few words, he’s nevertheless friendly in a low-key, Kiwi farmer kind of way.

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The olive muse and Moore Wilson’s

September 21, 2010
Moore Wilson's

Moore Wilson's

I looked up at the enormous building and the huge green sign that said “Moore Wilson’s Fresh Market,” and I felt like Dorothy at the gates to the Emerald City.

In my arms I held a heavy cardboard box full of olive oil bottles that I’d carefully labeled the night before. At my side was our good neighbor Kiwi Bronwyn, carrying another box which contained more olive oil, a tablecloth, a bread knife, and some plates and bowls.

Rick stood right behind us, next to our little Nissan Pulsar. He’d just driven us over the Rimutaka Hill Road and into Wellington city for the day.

“Do you have everything?” he asked.

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Pinot speed dating in Martinborough

September 5, 2010

Escarpment 2008 Pinot Noir. Sautéed mushrooms & celeriac aioli on crouton.

Escarpment 2008 Pinot Noir. Sautéed mushrooms & celeriac aioli on crouton.

The room was dimly lit. There were candles glowing everywhere, red and white heart-shaped helium balloons across the ceiling, and an inviting fire burning in the nearby fireplace.

I stood talking to an energetic, grey-haired woman whose intricately beaded black necklace sparkled in the candlelight. She was telling me about her life as a vineyard owner.

“I do all the P words,” she said. “Plant, pick, prune and price!” Then she let loose with a delightfully mad, very infectious laughter. Her short hair flipped back as she doubled over.

I was speed dating, and having a fantastic time. Of course, this woman was old enough to be my mother. But never mind. She was not my date.

I was there to find my perfect Pinot match.

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Farewell to Old Man Henry

August 24, 2010
Proud rooster Henry

Henry in his healthier days

I should have known that something was wrong when our geriatric rooster, Old Man Henry, started sleeping in the nesting box.

At first Rick and I just figured it was cold and that he’d go back to his low senior citizen’s perch in the spring.

But when I found Henry sleeping smack dab on top of three eggs, we knew something was not quite right.

From then on, Henry was always on the eggs. Every morning I found myself in the odd situation of having to reach under the rooster to gather the eggs from the nesting box.

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Race to beat the frost

July 25, 2010
Frantoio olives, April 2010

Frantoio olives (click to enlarge)

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“They’re all still green,” Rick said.

We were standing in the middle of the olive grove on a cold morning in the middle of May. Nearly five hundred olive trees surrounded us, and there wasn’t a single ripe olive to be seen.

The frosts would be starting soon, but the grove simply wasn’t yet ready for harvesting. We didn’t know what to do.

Frost damage can completely destroy your crop, because it ruins the taste of your oil. We needed more time.

I looked around at all the green olives. “We have to delay the harvest. There’s no choice. We just have to hope the frost doesn’t get us.”

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Buying firewood is a sin

June 27, 2010
Gumboots at the back door

Gumboots and firewood

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Back in March, just as the fall weather was setting in, Rick and I were talking with our neighbors at a dinner party about getting firewood for the coming winter.

When you heat your home with a woodburner, getting wood in for the winter becomes an annual event, like the changing of the leaves and the onset of shorter, cooler days. Rick and I have been living in the country for over 3 years, and every year we’ve picked up the phone to have firewood delivered.

When I admitted to this, I received some strange looks from around the table that night. I didn’t understand. Had I said something wrong?

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Podcast: Old Man Henry and the chook house race wars

May 29, 2010
Old Man Henry - our geriatric rooster

Old Man Henry

Listen to the story of our geriatric rooster.

Old Man Henry is blind, bow-legged, and pauses strangely after every step. On certain misty mornings he looks like some twisted chicken fancier’s version of Dawn of the Dead.

But he’s a Nobel Peace Prize winner among poultry, and it is by peacekeeping that he earns his keep.

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Winery Tour: Murdoch James

May 21, 2010

Murdoch James - Chardonnay vines

Murdoch James - Chardonnay vines

We were off to enjoy the ‘Grape to Glass’ tour at Murdoch James.

Leelee was in the front seat next to the Wolf as their big black pick-up truck turned off Dry River Road at the Murdoch James sign. New olive growers like ourselves, Leelee and the Wolf are the good friends who helped me create our olive oil labels.

As we began the long meandering approach down the drive to the vineyard, we passed open fields and poplar trees with golden leaves. A small bridge took us over a bright and sparkling stream.

We all had a pleasant, comfortable feeling that we were in for something special.

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The very first store

May 8, 2010
Wine Centre 'Open' sign

Wine Centre Open

I took a deep breath and walked up to the counter at the Martinborough Wine Centre. All around me bottles of gorgeous wine and olive oil stood sparkling on the shelves. I was there to try and sell our olive oil for the very first time, and I was nervous.

Would a Real Live Store actually want to put our little labor of love out on display with all those bright shiny things?

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A tractor named Sunshine

May 1, 2010
Sunshine the tractor

Sunshine

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“Buy a used tractor?” I said to Rick. “Do we need one?”

Three years ago, after finishing the paperwork to purchase 20 acres with an olive grove in Martinborough, Rick and I received an email from the real estate agent asking if we’d like to buy the vendor’s tractor as well.

In our city boy minds, a used tractor would break down and require mechanical know how. We wanted a new tractor, but we were already broke from the mortgage. We planned to wait a few years before investing in equipment.

So we sent an email back to the agent confidently telling him that we did not yet need a tractor.

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Tsunami of the lost purse

April 4, 2010
Tsunami warning sign

Lucy noticed her purse was missing just as the tsunami warnings came across the kitchen radio. It was early on Sunday morning, and the horrible earthquake in Chile meant that New Zealand was expecting a giant tsunami.

Lucy was one of our four good friends visiting from Chicago – including Russ, Joel and Louise – who had together enjoyed our earlier wine tasting at Escarpment vineyard.

We’d all been looking forward to spending the day at the coast visiting the seal colony and exploring the Cape Palliser Lighthouse. Should we still go?

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