A Screaming Gale or Two ripped Through.

Yesterday the wind howled all day. Every now and then it would rise up to a biting scratching squall then drop back to a gale. It was not that cold or anything but it was furiously noisy.  We forget how noisy the world gets in a wind like that. Wild. 

It blew my hair almost straight. Almost. However we pushed on with the list and achieved almost everything. It was a short list being Sunday and all. 

And you need to find some time on a Sunday for a wee lie down and a ponder. 

Daisy was milked, the sheep were moved, fences fixed, holes dug and laundry collected from the field, returned to the washing machine and rehung but no pegs invented can hold washing on the line in a wind like this. Actually proper clothes line pegs are on my list to buy when I go home….

…along with a Norsewear Jersey and some real sheepskin ugg boots for around the house. Only around the house mind you, no self respecting New Zealander would wear them OUT! Shudder.

Look how peaceful all these Sunday images are.  The wine was ready to be decanted into the glass vats and now it will sit for some time. It has a lot of work to do.

The barn rocked and creaked and hurled abuse at the storms, but in the Daily View it sits solidly like a little pointy wooden mountain.

Warm. Lovely and warm yesterday. Good day for the grass to grow. 

Good morning my darlings and welcome to the new Farmy readers.  Today if the weather is kind to me I shall do a farmy walk, so we can do a catch up on everyone, and you can get all the names attached to the animals.  There is quite a cast. Tomorrow you will see some changes in the Daily View as that bloody wind spent all yesterday afternoon prematurely ripping the leaves off the trees.

Have a lovely day.

celi

On this day a year agoOne day we put on a play. This is one of my favourite stories from when I was a teacher in New Zealand. We had the best times with my tough bunch of kids.

 

 

62 responses to “A Screaming Gale or Two ripped Through.”

  1. Your wind reminds me of Laura Ingalls and her stories of growing up on the prairie. We had some strong breezes yesterday, some rain last night and the trees are fantastic here! I think we need to learn to make wine. Have you made wine with other things beside your grapes? I have a friend who makes blackberry wine but we always eat the berries as quick as we pick them! Have a great day!

  2. Celi — add something else to your NZed list. A spinning wheel for all that great wool your growing. And I never wear my Uggs outside — except to fetch the mail.

    • Good girl, you are absolutely right, i have a friend in NZ looking for one for me, they are so much cheaper over there.. but i had forgotton again.. not a brain in my head sometimes..c

  3. Oh boy Celi, reminds me of this summer when I put the laundry out on the line in Oxfordshire and had to drive to Wiltshire to retrieve it! My grandmother had a real drying room in the basement in Prague with those lovely wooden racks suspended from the ceiling and cross room windows for air. That’s what we all need. 🙂

  4. I feel less ashamed of being afraid (and not a little appalled) by snakes. Enjoyed your encounter with the big black long one. Eeks! I printed out the photo of Big Dog and TonTon standing in the field communing with nature and keep making my husband look at the picture. He just said to me, “you showed me that yesterday.”. We are astonished by Big Dog’s size. No wonder you call him Big Dog. What breed is he and what does he weigh?

    • he was found abandoned as a wee pup, so his breed is anyones guess, as to how much he weighs, more than me that is for sure..I could not even guess.. he is tall more than heavy though.

  5. Good morning! I posted your yarn on the blog this morning. I’d tried to reach you via email a couple times to see what type of yarn you’d like, but couldn’t get through, so made an “executive decision”. If that yarn doesn’t look like it will work for you, let me know!

    • what is going on with my email.. it is rubbish, i might have to get a new address.. I am sure your executive decision is perfect, i shall pop over. c

  6. Well don’t think you’ll escape the wind when you come ‘home’ Celi, we’ve had it too, roofs off, trees down, baby plums falling off my tree..
    what is the difference between NZ pegs and US pegs????

  7. I hate the wind. It’s so unsettling. Ugg boots… essential wardrobe item especially teamed with a flannie, but yes worn within one’s own private space not as a fashion accessory. We’re mid Spring here and I’m still slipping mine on most nights 🙂 Speaking of clothes pegs, drying, laundry rooms I once went to an old house that had 12 foot ceilings and they had a drying rack on pulleys over the wood stove, and I’ve wanted one ecer since 🙂

  8. It was double pegging weather here most of the past weekend Celi. It must have roared off to you in America when it had wrought havoc through our wee land. You must also get some possum-merino socks, gloves, beanie and jersey as well as a Norsewear goodie. Possum-merino costs but it is scrummy and warm.

    Here’s to calmer conditions all around.

  9. Of all of nature’s offerings I fear and hate the wind the most! My current long and narrow roof does the Mexican wave with every gust: clonk, clonk, clonk – of course that usually happens in the middle of the night or on a weekend, when displaced roof tiles would definitely not amuse 😦 !

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