This morning shot is for yummy chunklet who loves to see the sky and does not see much of it, marooned up there in the big city! The sun was still so low it was obscured by the Rat House. 
And a rose by any other name..
is a rose whose name I cannot remember but it is just the hardiest wee thing. 
Minty always gets down and head butts Sheila. Every single morning on our rounds they get together for this unusual hullo, and Sheila just smiles. The head butt butt-heads. 
This shot is for my sister Gabrielle who wanted to know what I see when I am writing. This is the desk in my summer studio. I did not tidy it for the shot.(obviously) The window to my right looks over Neville’s garden that is so full of weeds that I dread any of you seeing it! I write every afternoon now that it is cooler. I am presently working on a short story for the Writers Digest competition.
You will remember that Eldest son put up two new doors in the Piggie Winter Quarters. They are solid wood. Very heavy. Completely draft free. And you kind of have to lift slightly as you open them. Well, I was having a weak day the day before yesterday. I decided that instead of battling a door that makes an excellent wall, I would lead the pigs out into the quad and around to their back door. So after a serious discussion with the Shush Sisters about being good girls and listening to miss c, I let them Out of their field and into the yard (completely unfenced.) Without hesitation they followed me very closely, right on my heels, chattering the whole time. We walked past the big open barn doors, around the side of the barn and through their, previously unused, outside gate and into the run where their warm milk was waiting for them.
That worked nicely that yesterday evening I let them out the same gate so we could process over in a nice controlled fashion. However without so much as a ‘by your leave’ they took off and RAN, straight past the barn, around the side, skidding to their left as they almost overshot their turn, and through their outside gate into their winter quarters. Once. I had only shown them the way ONCE, 24 hours before… good little piggies. Though for a moment there I thought they were running away. Oh ye of little faith I thought as I closed their gate.
You can see their back door on the East side of the barn in our Daily View. Just behind the white truck. In the bed of the white truck are drums of old oil from semi’s and harvesters that John will take out and reuse to heat his workshop this winter.
Good morning. We had a little rain in the night. The tap tap of water dripping into the water barrels was a lovely sound to wake up to.
Warm day.
And I spent most of it inside writing.
My father has suggested that I should find a minimum and maximum temperature gauge that shows us the highs and lows of each day. So I am going to investigate further. I shall hang it next to this one so it is still one shot. I quite like this old one.
You all have a lovely day.
celi
On this day a year ago my father introduced his bread recipe.
The Kitchen's Garden 
69 responses to “Butt-heads Butt Heads”
Love the shot of your studio and that you have a novena candle there…we keep several on our deck. Minty and Sheila, so sweet, and Minty is such a grown sheep now…and a very handsome one, too! Good luck with the Writer’s Digest!
My dog, Harper, has a nick-name: Miss Piggy. Every time I read about dear Sheila and Charlotte, their antics remind me of my dog. I will blog about Harper soon, and you will see.
good luck with your contest writing!!
I had two lovely posts to read today….the farmys and your dad’s bread post, which i super enjoyed….i can see the wit, humor and love of good, food goodness is both, father and daughter…the apple stayed close to the tree! 🙂
your photos were lovely today, cinders…I love that sky in the first one and oh, those Shush sisters…could anything be more precious than them??
I love your old thermometer, but I must say that there is a real, utilitarian thrill to a max min temp reading! So let’s have them all…
P.S. it was nice to see your writing desk. I love work spaces, and I’ve kept photos of memorable (and often very untidy) ones where I’ve sweated over work of one sort or another.
Loving your post – great photos – Have a Beautiful Day:)
Whew! Finally got back to read – it’s been a Kitchen Day today. 🙂
Suppose that’s the sheep/pig version of a fist-bump? They’re too funny!
Thank you so much for the sky photo, Celi! It’s now my work computer’s background!
Morning, c. What’s in that frame with the “American” eagle emblem? It looks very official. Weather: We had rain pounding the bedroom window so far that we thought the pane might give way. Incredible.
Well that is a lot of rain, the official looking thingie is a coin collection that John inherited from his grandfather..c
Aaaah, is that it! I love keepsakes that are handed down in the family. It keeps the previous generations connected into the future.
yeah.. AND it is money! all good!! c
I’m glad you chose the view from the verandah for your project. Today’s picture is beautiful. And I just love your Shush Sister stories. It’s going to be interesting to see what they teach all those future piglets.
What a terrifying thought, teaching their babies all these tricks! c
Virginia Woolf wrote “women must have a fixed income and a room of their own in order to have the freedom to create”. Celi, you have found “a room of your own”. Your life and the Farmy is the freedom Woolf envisage. Bravo, Virginia (PS I bring those religious candle holders back from the Portuguese area of Toronto. I am mad for them. Why am I not surprised you have them also.)
This one is lit for the new baby in my family. I buy one then it sits with me while I wait until it becomes very obvious that someone i love needs a candle to burn just for them until it goes out by itself. This one has been burning for two days now, right beside me. And it is doing good work.. love love v.. c
How lovely to have a little sound of rain. I add my comment, too, that it is nice to see your writing spot. A designated area of one’s own, nods to Woolf, is a retreat. I hope you find all the time you need for your writing submission. Good for you! And I love the view of the sky. The Shush Sisters need to be told how good they’ve got it! No more rebellion!
Hi C, sorry you’re finding my commenting system so unbearable. I’m sure I hate it more than you. It’s been a disaster and now I want to get rid of it and go back to the very user-friendly WP system but first I have to work out how I can do that without losing all my comments! Good luck with the Readers Digest competition. I’m sure you’re in with a good chance. Love the image of the pig and the sheep together – just gorgeous. And what a great tree fort. My Alfie would love one of those. Such a great place for boys to play. But of course they’re illegal here now! xx
just so as you know i am still reading. and i will battle through and comment when i can, my internet is so slow you see.. I love your writing! maybe i should txt you!!! ha ha ha .. mean.. sorry I’ll get my coat.. c
Beautiful roses and there goes my favorite Minty:)
Love the shot of your writing spot, thanks, I was cruising through your archives looking for reference to the old green truck (next to the white on with the oil drums) I was distracted with the recipe for “sugar scrub for farm hands”……so now with much smoother hands, I am still none the
wiser about the georgous green truck. What do you use her for?
At the moment the old trollop won’t start, but we used to drive about in it to visit the neighbours and i was going to sell my asparagus off it until they closed all my roads for the WHOLE summer.. it is very sweet isn’t it. loving your comments little sister! c