Yesterday was another gentle day of sky watching on the farmy. 
The root cellar is looking mighty fancy with its new coat of grass. But no rain
Now will you look at this Rude Rooster. 
I mean really. Looking up her dress like that.
Sorry Mama, I know I don’t usually use this angle. But I could not help it. 
Oh dear. This is why we call you the Big Fat Mama. She has gone into a very calm phase. This may still take a while. Remember that last time, she had her quads in April. Late April. i put her with the ram earlier this time hoping for earlier lambs. Ah well.
I told John that if something exciting does not happen on the farmy soon, then I am going to have to start cooking elaborate feeds! What is the name of the dinosaur with the long neck and the tail. See? It was so quiet yesterday that I am making shapes out of clouds while I was preparing vegetable beds.
My horizon is slipping, my brain is shrivelling! Next year that ram is going to wear a harness so that I know when to expect the lambs. So far Mama must have been with him a good two months before getting pregnant.
Good morning. The roosters are crowing. The cats are fed, it is dark dawn and TonTon has gone back to bed. There was a stray dog intruder in the night that he had to chase off and he is all worn out. All I saw in the torch light was a flash of gold. People who dump dogs to roam and fend for themselves in the countryside should have their fingers cut off. Until I find it or am sure it has moved on I will have to lock the sheep in the barn every night. Sheep hate to be locked up. They love to be outside on the grass.
Especially gentle pregnant ones and their handmaidens.
You all have a beautiful day. Once my morning work is done I shall pop over to your pages and see what you are doing. Maybe there is something exciting happening in your neck of the woods.
Then I am going to get out the mower and mow. Mowing is like cleaning it calms the mind. Mowing is fun at this time of year as I only mow direct paths through the grass so that the dandelions and lawn weeds can grow and flower. Bees love dandelions. So I encourage them. Also at this time of year I pick the young dandelion shoots for spring salads. Yum.
We have company coming until Sunday. I just found out. Difficult company, you know the sort. The sort who would rather starve than eat a dandelion salad or any salad for that matter. The sort who do not like fresh vegetables and are loud in their disgust of unprocessed meat or milk or eggs. The sort who judge using narrow windowless boundaries and then openly disapprove of our lifestyle. The sort who think sheep are dirty and that chickens smell. The sort who are right all the time. The sort who will walk straight through newly dug gardens, slam and lock open windows, pull curtains against the sun and forget to close farm gates. And I guard peace and health on my little farmy so passionately. So today I will get everything in order for their arrival. And work on transcending my irritation, then focus on juggling good thoughts. Then act calm while being vigilant about gates. And try to do better. Then I will bake cakes, they like cakes!
And I was moaning about the quiet! Have a lovely busy day.
Good morning!
celi



85 responses to “Showers and Fat Sheep (still)”
Beautiful photographs as always dear Cecilia… I am glad the weather is nice… It is so nice to see the colours in the nature… We all miss spring days… And I can imagine during spring should be amazing life in your farm… Thank you dear Cecilia, Blessing and happiness for you all, with my love, nia
Thank you nia, lovely to see you, I see you are getting a little spring too! c
Yes, spring is here too dear Cecilia… You are welcome, Thank you, with my love, nia
Why have them over? Your story did make me remember that I often describe people like food, as in ‘sweet’ or ‘sour’ personalities. I hope your cakes will help sweeten their sour dispositions. 🙂
Oh well done noodle, these two are definitely sour.. c
Do I spot a shimmer of green on that tree in the first picture? Or is that just wishful thinking?
yes you do spot a shimmer of green, it is coming, coming fast now!
Ha, that sheep will blame it on the lens!
the camera never lies! c
Visits always give pleasure – if not the arrival, the departure. ~Portuguese Proverb
(Lots of laughter).. c
Cecilia I still can’t get past your root cellar… I love it! and I want one! (wonder if there is room under my floorboards?)
you probably do not have a basement out there.. sometimes they dug them into the sides of the basement.. c
Yes! That root cellar! Did you build it? Can you show more of how it is made?
It looks like some kind of cement building, but underground.
Ceciliag, I must tell you how much I’ve grown to love your blog over the past couple of weeks.
You are such a breath of fresh air!
Good Morning Faith and welcome. That is a good idea to show how to make that root cellar, this one is very old but they are actually not hard to make if you have concrete or cinder blocks. I shall get into it today and take some photos for you.. c
The sky picture is lovely…you must be in the Midwest for that rolling cloud horizon is why I say forget Montana, we are big sky country, too. ~
Oh yes, the Midwest, and the skies here are some of the most beautiful in the world, and I have been around so I can compare.. !
I love watching clouds with my kids. My youngest is in love with elephants at the moment and that is all he sees!
I wonder why those type of guests bother visiting xxx
Oh, shoot. Company like that is a headache. How could anyone NOT love your farm?!!!!
I am entirely late reading this.. but wonder why these visitors bother intruding on your little corner of heaven? If they dislike everything so much?? I’d be tempted to serve them everything they hate then they may not come round as often:) Poor Mama… soon, I hope!!
ps it’s a diplodocus.. but someone above probably told you already?
Cloud watching can be a very interesting activity. Where else are you going to run into a dinosaur these days? Mama looks beautiful in her plumpness.
What charming company, I hope you survived! I think the dinosaur is a t-rex and did you see the rat over his head? 🙂
I have survivied and I must go back and find that rat.. he escaped me! c
It’s a huge’un, I’m pretty sure that he’s not a welcome sight on your farm … even if the dinosaur is! 🙂