Sheila has trotter trouble

The day before yesterday Sheila pulled up lame, by that afternoon she was not walking at all. This happens to Sheila sometimes, she had been out in the field and I think she trips on the ruts, or the coming rain upsets her bones but usually it is the hip that was gouged by the …

TonTon Chooses

All the names of the people who put their names into the hat to win the little photo book of the Farmy were written on paper and balled up and popped into a basket. The audience gathered – yawning. TonTon loves a good competition and decided that the paper balls needed a proper stir up before …

BooBoo gets a shock

The four kittens left are wilder than ever.  As though the lightness of their numbers has lightened their thoughts. I almost caught Godot in flight. We are getting closer to that perfect image. His wings are so glorious. This is a very long away shot of Godot raising his tail. His unfinished tail.  A promise. …

Yumkins

My visitors from the city brought gifts. PUMPKINS. YUMKINS. Oh we do love those pumpkins out here. And my city friend (Berrit’s Mum you remember her)  had hidden these big tasty pumpkins inside her house  from that nasty cold spell we had a few weeks back and so they are  still orange and crunchy. Sheila thrummed …

A Give-Away

For the smallest members of my own family, for Christmas,  I made a little picture book of the farm animals. There is one spare. Just one. Would you like it? It is a collection of favourite images all of which you know well but I think it would make a lovely little gift for a …

Beautiful

Beautiful pictures today. I said to Our John through coughs and snorts and much blowing of the nose, (the best rags for a cold are chopped up old cotton nighties or T shirts. Very soft on the nose. I have a very diverse rag bag just for these kinds of things.)anyway I was saying to …

Still Here

Still plodding along. I want to write “through the gloom”  but that would be gloomy. Better to say I am sure yesterday was the worst day (of this stupid cold – where is my raw milk?)  and today will be better.  The fire is roaring and the house is warm,  even this early. All food smells disgusting …

Small things

When walking through a flock of chickens, especially little chickens it is best to shuffle. Chickens make no connection between your foot and danger, focussed as they are on the bucket.  So as I walk through, in my boots, I gently push a swathe through the little ones.  They have let themselves out of the …

throats

(I know my featured image never has anything to do with anything but I am sure you are used to it by now – never throw away a burnt pot – they come in handy) A throat – when stretched up to call out:   is sublime, sexy, stream lined. When tucked into a scarf …

Dancing

For the first time since early summer Our john had both weekend days off. So between much deserved naps he was able to get some barn maintanence done. This whole barn is slipping North, sliding off its concrete foundation.  Years and years ago it was gutted (and those big swinging doors added, so it could …