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at home in the cookiejar: White Easter
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At home in the cookiejar. Insights into life at home with hubby and 4 growing home-educated girls. Wednesday, 26 March 2008. We awoke Easter Sunday to a truly beautiful view - everything lay under 6 inches of snow! I let the girls out for a little play, and told them we would get the sledge out the next day - I really thought it would stick around for a couple of days! How did the chickens like the snow? 27 March 2008 at 09:21. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Jasp in the Garden: October 2007
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Wednesday, 10 October 2007. I stand alone amid the hedges, challenging and fun;. But soon the fun begins to fade with the setting of the sun. I wish I had a map with me, to guide me on my way -. So I'll be safe at home tonight and live another day! I cry for help, “Is someone there who knows the way from here? I hope they hear my bravery, don't notice all my fear). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Jasp in the Garden: May 2008
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Wednesday, 21 May 2008. Politics, n: [Poly "many" tics "blood-sucking parasites"] Larry Hardiman. To me, allowing the murder of babies at 24 weeks is a vile and criminal practice, one for which criminal penalties should apply, the same as it would for the murder of a person of any other age. In other countries, men and women of strength and cajones. You send them to school, right? The probl...
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Jasp in the Garden: February 2009
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Monday, 2 February 2009. The Pursuit of Happiness. A new report out today concludes the last three years' work of 11 family experts and scholars. One of the strongest staements in its summary pages is this: "The aggressive pursuits of personal success by adults is now the greatest threat to British children". 1) They followed God's teachings. 3) They shared a common goal. Now, compare t...
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Jasp in the Garden: March 2008
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Wednesday, 26 March 2008. The Chooks of Hazzard. Sorry, that was awful I know! But then of course, there's the 'other' stuff that comes out of that pipe. and that's not. As pleasant to deal with! When you read articles entitled "How to start with chickens", they reassuringly tell you that you'll ;just know' when they need to be cleaned out again. And oh boy, do you! Even if you had guessed ...
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Jasp in the Garden: Politics, n: [Poly "many" + tics "blood-sucking parasites"] ~Larry Hardiman
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Wednesday, 21 May 2008. Politics, n: [Poly "many" tics "blood-sucking parasites"] Larry Hardiman. To me, allowing the murder of babies at 24 weeks is a vile and criminal practice, one for which criminal penalties should apply, the same as it would for the murder of a person of any other age. In other countries, men and women of strength and cajones. You send them to school, right? The probl...
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Life Is Scrap: July 2008
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Monday, July 14, 2008. I'm going to castrate my cat. And that's not a metaphor. Our cat, Gingernut. So named by darling daughter, despite the fact that he's not ginger (although he does have a nut.or two. But not for much longer.).where was I.our cat, Gingernut. Is a big bag of heaving testosterone. He is, I am sure, quite the stud muffin on our estate. Long legs, markings to die for, and a good line in chat-up purrs. Grrrrowwwl. With them and coming home with various problems. Foot He'd cut the pad on o...
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Jasp in the Garden: June 2007
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Sunday, 17 June 2007. Interestingly enough it was my 7yr old Emily who persuaded me to do it. Sure, she's been harping on at me to start one since she was brainwashed at a recent trip to the Cottrells - but it was more what she didn't say that one me over: I wish that my dad has started a blog when he was young, so that I could read back over his experiences, his triumphs, his fears. Join t...
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Jasp in the Garden: January 2008
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Saturday, 5 January 2008. What the world eats. Somebody on one of my organic gardening forums sent this link into the group. You have to take a look at it - it's amazing! It's really fascinating to see what people eat from all around the world, as well as how much (or little! What interested me most was to score them all for happiness and generally healthy looks - it makes sobering reading!
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Jasp in the Garden: February 2008
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Jasp in the Garden. Putting the world to rights, using nothing more than a keyboard and a muddy pair of wellies :D. Wednesday, 27 February 2008. Soliloquy from 'Romeo and juliet' (my version of.). The universe, spectacularly aligned to seal my fate! Pierced by longing, like a worm boring through a heart content,. Now the dull throb of a once-sprained leg. Which no hands can restore to vigour. A hunger growing, cancerous, expanding,. Replacing healthy tissue with emptiness -. Can Gods not be patient too,.
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