Wild Storms, Electric Shocks and Back Doors

I fully intended to have this written and ready to post at dawn this morning  as usual but then the weather had other plans. The electrician did not come to turn our power off yesterday but a nasty storm did.  A very nasty storm. Two more  inches of rain and horrendous white out winds. We had a wild night. Sadly one of my young pear trees literally lost its head,  but that really was the extent of the damage. Though after days and days  of storms and heavy rain I wonder how much more we can take before limbs and trees (or my nerve) just starts to break.  We were without power most of the night which meant that the sump pump in the basement was also without power. So out came the generator. No-one can sleep through a generator. But it was better than a very flooded basement. Mostly flooded is bad enough.

Anyway very little sleep was had. The power came back on in the early hours, the generator was unplugged in the dark (the three phase power is out in the chook house for some reason so the generator had to sit out in the field). I milked Daisy by hand this morning, as the two quarters that had mastitis on and off are almost completely dried up and will not hold the cups on, and it is more effective to get all the milk out by hand, we collected up more wet hay to dry on the racks in the barn because the big animals are again not allowed to destroy the fields with their big flat feet and are coralled on the concrete pad  and all I have for them to eat is the grass hay that has been rained on intermittently for two weeks and so we are drying it inside and feeding it unbaled). Then when I went to coil up the lead from the generator, I did not check that it had been completely unplugged, and  I gave myself an electric shock which sat me straight down on my bottom. It ran straight through my hand, up my arm and wacked me in the chest. I could literally feel where it went in which was curious. It gave me quite a fright and chickens scattered squawking from under me as I hit the deck. And now I am sitting quietly, back inside  and feeling tingly.

I am wondering about the electric shocks they gave people in those old mental institutions. If it was to rebalance them I am not sure that that works. I just feel  dull and sore.  I hope I am even making sense. But basically I am ok.  Everyone is OK.  But the fields are underwater again. I know that the farmers have insurance for the seed, but there is a lot of gas and time in replanting and it is getting very late for that. They are having a rough few years.

Anyway to cheer ourselves up let’s look out of some back doors.

Robin of Meridian Jacobs looks across her fields to her barn. What a beautiful barn, she has sheep so it is well used and looked after.

My little Corner of Rhode Island. I imagine that this is a very well used space. Perfect for two little children and their gorgeous grandmother.

Ordinary Goodness. Below is a typical cosy, well used I bet,  back door view from New Zealand. The leaves are turning there, it is autumn.

Deb and Alice have sent me a picture of their back yard in New Zealand too. Deb is my best friend from forever. We have spent hours on end with a glass of wine or cup of tea looking out through this tree. Her garden is huge and wild and in Auckland where plants just love to grow.  That little building in the view is Alice’s chook house where her good little chooks lay the family’s eggs.

ChgJohn thinks that his little back door view is not as glam as some but we know for sure that it is just precious! That little open gate leading who knows where has such promise. I bet his roses are just around the corner. And he has captured a glimpse of that loveable rascal Max!  John is a vital member of The Fellowship and a good friend. As soon as Daisy has dried up completely and is well I hope to be heading up to visit John, and a few of our other Chicago Blog friends.  We need to go shopping before I go to Canada in July!

Soph ‘n Stuff has built some new planters for her garden.

Lisa in Port Hope has a view that would delight any child.

Not much more today my darlings. I think I am going to go and have a wee lie down.

Have a lovely day

your rather shocking friend, celi