We rose at 3.15 am California time and began the pressure cooker air travel race to reach The Prairies by 6.30 pm. Travelling is all about waiting, interminable waiting, interspersed with wild spurts of frantic power walking navigating literally MILES of corridors to find yet another elusive gate. Why is it that my connecting gate is ALWAYS at the far end of the airport and WHY can’t they load a plane from the rear first. This would have to be faster. People take so much luggage on board nowadays and it takes them ages to shove and stuff and push it into the bins, swinging bags dangerously above the people below, while a hundred people wait behind them in the aisles to get past. And what happens to all those books that people lose as they travel? There are some very well read airport cleaners in this world. That is what I think.
But I finally made it back. Back to my safe little world. And my sheep. Oh my goodness. It was like leaving a bunch of cuddly fuzzy bears to go away for the weekend. And coming back to a bunch of clean and shiny, completely foreign, pale aliens with surprised looks still on their faces, grazing my paddocks. 
We can all recognise Hairy MacLairy, but Mia! Is that really Mia? The Moaning is what gave her away. Today all the sheep will be put together as a flock for a few months. We need Hairy the summer guard sheep on board, so the lambs can go out the back in the day time and Mama can munch on the good grass. Breast feeding Mama’s need the best of food.
I will take you on a farmy walk this morning for tomorrow’s page so you can see for yourself. But, I got around everyone last night in the misty fading light and much to John’s relief all the animals are in good shape.
Also today, I shall call the swine herd and see about picking up Sheila the Babe. He will be surprised to hear from me after our last conversation (see link above). I am not sure that he took me seriously!
Good Morning. Seeing family is lovely. Coming home is lovely. Back to work.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
68 responses to “Home Again, Home Again, Jiggedy Jig”
Hi Celi. Pleased to hear you got back home safe and well. What a difference the shearing makes 🙂 Have a lovely day.
Regards Florence x
Morning Florence, lovely to be home again!! c
Welcome back and aren’t airports just grand – not! t
Morning Miss T.. c
Seems like you just left…
I did!!! ha ha h.. morning greg! c
welcome back celi!
Morning honey and thank you! It is good to be back! c
Holy fleeceless sheep! I wonder what it feels like. I shaved my head once and was amazed by the sensation of air on my scalp. They must feel like that all over!
And lighter, they must feel really light! c
I’m looking forward to hearing about the pigs, but glad to hear that all the animals are in good health 😉
Morning Mad!! c
I hope it’s warm there – poor ‘naked’ sheep! lol
Glad you made it back sanely after the airport ‘run’.
Those sheep look beautiful with their haircuts.
Welcome home. It’s going to take me awhile to adjust to those haircuts…
I know. We have new sheep! Morning Audrey! c
I feel like I should take up knitting so I could make a wee bed jacket for Mama and Mia to wear while they acclimatise to their new coats or lack of!! Morning Celi
I will send you some wool!! We have plenty! c
I am in awe of your energy!
And they say flying isn’t a green way to travel, well it’s definitely healthy! I reckon some people walk more in an airport than they do in a lifetime. Hehe. Glad you’re back safe and sound. Maybe think twice about going away if your sheep are going to pine all their coats away in your absence! 😉
Poor sheepies and they are looking at me with such big sorrowful eyes! c
I love coming home! And as far as Mia’s concerned, she’s got plenty to moan about, being left naked ‘an all !!!
Christine
NoMore Hairy McLairy get your people to call my people – I will represent you. Sheesh not even one curl? Glad you back Celi and that the quake didn’t delay you. Laura
There was an earthquake? i did not know that .. travelling in my airport bubble.. c
Glad to have you back, Celi. The Prairies never seemed so lonely. 🙂