Sally Vincent’s Diary of Food and Life on a Devon Farm.
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Harvest Begins
Time passes oddly in this strange new world, days creep by, weeks seem to fly. The worldwide struggle continues with the pandemic. Gradually restrictions are lifted only suddenly to return: the news is full of contradictions. Now here in England we may only meet with six people at a time again. Last week it was…
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A Donkey Story
He arrived in the yard at exactly 2.30 in a smart grey van, Tor Equine writ large on its side. It was our first meeting. He listened intently as I told him her story. “Let’s go and meet her” he said. She was waiting quietly in their little yard, the two boys behind their gate…
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Living Lock Down !
It’s over seven weeks now since the coronavirus lockdown order was announced: right across the world we must all obey the rules and stay at home. A recent e mail from, son, Tom, in rural Japan could have come from up the road! The restrictions on life sound absolutely familiar and yet they are living…
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Lock Down Lambing!
Lock Down Lambing ! Here we are lambing for the last time but in the strangest of circumstances! No cars hoot on the corner by our gate, no planes or helicopters buzz overhead. No distant whistle of the steam train across the river. No one walks by calling greetings over the hedge, no one drops…
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A Walk around the Garden
Milicent and I took a walk around the garden yesterday
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Towards Spring
The sky is a dark luminescent blue, a bright sun shines through the valley. Despite the sharp March wind, flowers are exploding everywhere. This is the first day without rain for months and months. All around are celebrating the warm glow from above. Birds shout, sheep laze in the fields, donkeys clamor to get out…