Not always in control but momentum gets us to the end

It was so cool yesterday morning that the Tall Teenager and I weeded for more than the usual hour or so.  I had watered the day before and the pulling was good so soon not only was I missing breakfast, but I was fast missing  lunch.  I will catch up on the rest this afternoon I thought, gaily yanking out the dreadfully tall weeds, laying onions out to dry, sowing more zuchinni and cucumber. Well, if it is going to be a long hot summer you never know what we can achieve as long as we keep successive sowing. 

There are a lot of slaters in the soil. I believe they are my problem, eating the roots of the plants, so I am going to water a section with the dishwashing water each evening. They hate soap.

By 11am I was thinking of  cleaning out the pig pen before cleaning up to eat, I was filthy anyway, when a truck came up the drive followed by a grader and a semi and some other smelly contraption and they had some left over bitumen from a job down the road  and did we want the leftovers laid by the shed at cost.

Not wanting to contribute to the awful waste of stuff like this and before I had managed a confused ok, they had taken their shirts off and got to work.  Oh dear. By now it was really hot and I still had all these weeds to feed out before they wilted and the pig pen to do and oh my, the yard was full of barely clothed tall men tanned to all shades, all smiles.  They brightened and stopped work to ask me questions every time I was in earshot.  Then I heard this shout Cows Out and turned in horror but it was just Daisy and Hairy walking to the fence to see if they had any food.  They all had to stop and have a look.  You milk her? Yes. They all looked at her, then looked at me, then looked back at her and shook their heads. Her big head nodding from one to the other.

Then it was done, they all disappeared back down the drive on the backs of trucks and standing behind machines and  were gone like strange tall fairies.  Tarmac is not sustainable I thought to myself. But they would have dumped it otherwise and it is all nice and tidy looking, and oh dear now I will have to trim the hedges.

Kupa likes it.

So do his girls. The Tall Teenager whizzed past on the skateboard. The momentum of the day whizzed along behind him. 

My day became a blur. Now I really was behind. I had been trying to get back to the computer to read and reply to all your messages while I had a munch, this is my favourite part of the blog day but the internet was so slow it could not even remember how to write its own name. And I did not have time to wait.

I made a sausage casserole in the crockpot  with a summer sauce from the garden. Then it was 3pm with growing heat.  I had to get ready for the milking and feeding out and the afternoon chores and still no breakfast or lunch, or even a sit down and my feet were literally hurting, my head loose on its moorings, so I made the blueberry, walnut, silverbeet and home made  icecream  smoothie in a jar with my new hand held blender.  Then drunk it out of the jar so fast I gave myself hypothermia of the brain. Then  sorted boxes of old fruit and veges  delivered from the store into the feed buckets. It was getting hotter and hotter.

The humidity like a fog.

I milked and cleaned that up, John came home, staggering into the pool after a day in the heat.   Then I cleaned the barn,  fed and watered the animals, began the evening watering, had a shower, hung the yoghurt up to drain, strained and stored the milk.  By then the boys had dinner mostly assembled,  and so we ate and I cleaned that mess up, then looked at the evenings work and there was just no way. The laundry, the watering, sheep feet. Debris scattered about. John was already asleep in his clothes.  The Tall Teenager had disappeared as they do at the sight of dirty dishes.  I looked at the litter in the house and was overcome.  Do you ever get to that stage where you just cannot do anymore? A wall comes down like a blind. STOP,  it says on the inside of the blind.

By not it was 8pm. So I took the dogs for a walk. Then opened up the internet again and trawled very very slowly through a few blogs. My connection would not even load the comments sections in most of them which is mean because I love to tell you I love your work. But I was sitting. That was good.

Good morning.  Sometimes Gretchen says it best.  This is a very well timed post for all of us.

And Elladee made some very interesting observations about the journey to living a good clean green life on her site.  The last quote of the page is priceless. My connection whizzes along in the early early morning.

The Post Mistress told me, when she dropped in yesterday, that it was going to be 103 today. Ah well. We are getting better at managing. I am sure you are too. It is summer after all.

My neighbour bought in a bucket load of cucumbers to pickle, swapping them for tomatoes, so today I will make more summer tomato sauce and then dill pickles. I will need more jars soon!! Not that IS exciting.

Have a lovely day.

celi

On this day a year agoMary’s Cat meets The Bad Thing. This is a very sweet, very short series of images. If the little ones in your house are up you can show them. It still makes me laugh. I have put this one aside for the children’s book. Though the dialogue needs work!

c

88 thoughts

  1. It looks like Kupa has a hen hood ornament! It’ll be 80˚ up in Michigan. Lucy’s in the car and it’s’s loaded. All that’s left is Max & I. Have a great week, Celi. Be careful today in the heat. 🙂

    • ‘Oh no please don’t go. We’ll eat you up, we love you so!’ and Max said No. (I am sure you know that this is a line from Where the Wild Things are!) I can quote the whole book verbatim (that is how many children i have and how few lines there are). The lines run through my head every time I hear you talk of Max and now at last it is almost appropriate! Love to Zia.

  2. Sometimes I just get so exhausted reading your posts! Do take it easy celi and after my “chasing my tail” day today preparing for the trip tomrorow, I´ll be back with you again soon!

  3. Oh, I could feel the heat and the press of work not yet done as I read this! I get to the point where I just shut down once in a while, usually when I am laying Kaya down to sleep at night and in spite of all the jobs left to do, sometimes I just give in and drift off until sunup.

  4. Morning! We have summer here now: mid-80sF. Rain expected again in a few days, just in time for the Games to start. Figures. Glad to hear that you have a handblender now. Do you like it? I love mine. Makes great mayo, too.

  5. Now you be careful there young lady, all that excessive whizzing around with NO FOOD and you”ll be seeing stars again! I’m sure that your mum told you that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and for good reason!
    Christine

  6. What a day! I’ll admit, I was slightly concerned when I checked in before bed last night – at 8:30 – and saw you hadn’t replied to anyone… The garden looks amazing!
    Have a great day today!

    • Good point marie, i should leave a message that ‘all is well just rotton internet and tired body!!’ I will remember next time. I hate it when you worry! c

      • for sure. A couple of years ago I suffered from heat exhaustion and it took months to get over it. Lots of water for you, shade whenever you can and a sun hat for sure. Just being a mom here. heh heh.

        • Thanks Mum and you will be pleased to know that i wear my big floppy wedding hat every time i step out the door.. mainly because I am vain of course but it makes all the difference out there.. have a lovely day.. c

  7. I have been trying an experiment with watering the areas where slaters and slugs collect with diluted leftover whey, or any fermented projects that have become science projects………with great results!
    I also have a slug trap; a plastic bottle cut off at the shoulders,with the neck inverted into the bottle and then buried in the soil. I pour in a small amount of beer……or better still draught guinness, which they just love…….you do need to place a bowl or tile over the bottle to stop any kamikaze frogs leaping in.

    • Hmm, I have whey dripping out of the yoghurt i shall try that today, I know exactly where those slaters are the worst too.. what an excellent idea I shall try that today! Thank you.. c

  8. My ducks and chicks keep slugs and such to a minimum, now if I could get get them to eat weeds…:)
    Take it slow on those hot prairie days…oh, by the way – I made sausage casserole for dinner last night..with veggies from the garden!
    J

  9. i love those days when you hit the wall and just can’t do more and fall into a deep deep sleep. it is funny how the animals check out anything new in their world. i’ve been making sauerkraut and refrigerator dills. are you getting rain today? have you been making butter and how is that working out?

    • The butter is only about once every ten days or so as the ice cream is stealing all the cream!I look forward to the dill pickles, they are my favourites.. c

  10. Sugar, It is 11pm here and I thought I had had a busy and tiring day: compared to you I don’t seem to have accomplished anything ! Try harder tomorrow? Oh, and am trying to taste the blueberry, walnut, silverbeet and ice cream smoothie by sheer concentration: wow, curious – must make!!

  11. How wonderful that they stopped by your house and paved your road! I’m not sure what the cost is where you are but here, it would cost thousands to have someone come pave a long drive. What a blessing!

    Love the picture of Kupa on the new road. Hope your day is a little slower today. Enjoy ~ April

    • It was just the wee area between the shed and the house so not too bad and like I say it was the end of a load, so quite hilariously we bump up our pothole ridden road into our pot hole ridden lane and then park on a lovely flat apron of bitumen.. the irony is not lost on me!! c

  12. Ooh, I recognise that description of both that internet and your day so well! It’s not as hot as where you are but today we are having a proper scorcher. Too hot for anything but melting. But at least it’s not humid. Yuck. Your fancy new drive really looks the business. 🙂

  13. All that work and no food is exactly why you are shaped like a string bean…glad to hear you are eating with the old codger this morning!

  14. There is something about getting caught up in the day,
    and the “one thing leads to another”… unfolding turns
    into a marathon. I get it. I do it and at some level
    I love the sense of accomplishment. I think I am
    slowly learning about hydration and the
    importance there of…….your spirit shines !!

  15. That you don’t hit the proverbial wall everyday is quite amazing to me, Celi. You are the embodiment of the Energizer Bunny! I think nature gives us a little sensor that perhaps periodically turns off our batteries…just to be safe! Sending you cooling breezes today, my friend, not so you’ll keep working, but just to restore any balance you may be crazing. 🙂 Debra

  16. Like everyone else, I worry about your health when I read these posts where you’re going and going and going like the Energizer Bunny that you are, but in the extreme heat and without refueling or stopping. Please be a careful EB, and remember that part of sustainability is sustaining yourself! Love the shot of Kupa and co. crossing the asphalt. I wonder why they like it so much? Reaching the 100 mark here today. Stay cool, Celi!

  17. Living simply is never really simple, is it? The hard work gets to you and catches up to us all. Some things get let go around my place on occasion. I know you aren’t supposed to go to bed with dishes in the sink.. but.. after a busy day outside or in the kitchen, sometimes the minimal cleanup is all that is done around my place. Self preservation is key.

    • OH Heidi i am so grateful to hear you say that. I hate to go to bed with dishes undone but sometimes i am so tired. It is the dishes that get to me! Honestly and I never use disposable ones so there is always a washup! c

      • Same here – we have some beautiful dishes and think we deserve to use them (that, and I just won’t buy disposable anything). We have a dishwasher, but there always seem to be big pots and pans and baking stuff littered around. Sometimes I just say enough. It’s still there the next morning when I have the energy to deal with it.

  18. I have to say Kupa is looking particularly handsome. Your comment about the teenager had me laughing. My brothers used to try and get out of the washing up until mum tied our pocket money to household chores. no washing meant no pocket money 😉

  19. Oh, my, Celi, you make me feel like a lazy bum! Reading about your day, I appreciate more my privilege of working about six hours yesterday on a WIP. I’m afraid our little bit of gardening is a loss this year, but you inspire me; maybe next year, we’ll attempt the raised beds again. I do so enjoy living the green life vicariously with you! Have a great day. And don’t forget to water yourself!

    • There is so much to do in the summer and i long to be able to write for hours at a stretch. But I do not have that kind of time. And when i really write i go so deep i barely even hear anything, the hours pass in another time. My animals would all starve to death if i gave myself over to the writing. So the blog is almost a sanity space for me as i have to write, edit and publish every day, it does not take long and it always feels so satisfying. Thank you gerry for making the time to write..I should do more of it.. c

  20. Celi I have read all the comments from those who love you. I am NOT going to say a word! But I was thinking this. I know if we were close by the Good Husband and I would stop by for tea but really to pull weeds, clean up in the kitchen, make you a PROPER breakfast, and in general be interfering but oh so well meaning and helpful neighbors. We can’t help it. As the scorpion said to the fox “it’s in our nature”. Please have a splendid day. Virginia

  21. I always try to estimate how many calories you burn through in a day, Celi! If I had your life I could eat and eat and eat rather than have to count my calories. And I had to be the ignorant city girl here, but what is a slater?

    • Nasty little bug that creeps through the ground and eats roots. I bet they have another name in the US. i shall ask my mother in law.. they are grey and oval shaped with creases like ridges on their backs and about 6 legs i think. I could probably crowd two onto my dirty little fingernail! I am not sure if you would have them in your lovely cool shady green garden that i do so admire.. c

  22. Now you’ve got me worrying about you again. A ten minute break and something to eat every now and again is not going to put the work back by much, but a collapsed Celie would be a disaster.
    My blood pressure went up just reading about your day. Take care, love, Viv in a very hot (by our standards) France.

  23. You crack me up, Celi, giving yourself an ice cream headache by bolting your smoothie after too many hours of work. I am never surprised when you report that you are tired, fall asleep, hit a wall — I am only surprised that it does not happen more often. As Celia says, you have not chosen an easy life, but a rewarding one, and then you share all of its rewards with us and the earth, too.

  24. Once again, my ignorance is on display: what is that round green fruit/vegetable with lines down it like segments? And what are those long deep green/purple things in the next picture that look like cukes?

    • good questions though.. the green one is a tomatillo, inside that papery lantern is a tiny green tomato, they are great in salsa and the long black fruits are a variety of eggplant, or aubergine as I call them. c

  25. Your tarmac looks great. The photos of Kupa and the girls checking out “the new thing” are a hoot 🙂 Thanks for the mention – your posts have given me so much to think about and plan, on my own scale of course. I had a “laundry basket” moment when I arrived home from work yesterday needing to organise dinner in a hurry. Later I read your [not whiny] post and relalised I’m a wooss… aaah, and Mary’s Cat – so brave (& so hungry).

  26. Oh dear…I think my plan of owning an organic farm in my next life are getting a reality check! When I read about your 8pm crash I thought…”Yup”…happens to me a lot. Then I have to say, “Body, I love you and am going to take care of you now.” Good luck with the piles of left-over chores for today. If I was there I’d so help you out. 🙂

  27. It certainly is a busy life! I do feel the same sometimes, full time job, my cooking school, blog, blogger conference, plotting how I can teach cooking classes is Rarotonga where we have family Dan in France where I wish we had family. Never stop but I would t have it any other way. Hubby sleeps as I tap away on my iPad with the cats for company.

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