Early, early morning just after the milking and Queenie and I were slogging through the mud to get to the gate to open it for Daisy. The rain is very welcome. The muck and mud; not so welcome.
Mia was not feeling photogenic when we were doing the Farmy Walk the other day so here she is stoically standing in the rain chewing her cud.
After the milking I prepared breakfast for the Shush Sisters (warm milk, eggs, soaked beet shreds and a little corn) then let them out and they followed me to the Rat House paddock that they are turning over for John. (They will start on the vege gardens tomorrow). Then I went back to the barn and led the Bobby Blanc out to his little field so he could gallop about and chase the chickens all day. 
Well once I had got back inside the rain started again. It pelted down, poured and poured over their little bodies. I let them all be for a while then it just got heavier and more persistent and I took pity on their little faces (all turned to the kitchen door, beseechingly) and did it all backwards, returning them to the dry barn. The big animals stayed out in the rain, especially Daisy who needed a good wash. After all she is a cow. But poor little Bobby Blanc is just a baby and was saturated. Have you ever seen a pig shake itself like a dog? Funny.
Misky said to me the other day that it was a grey day where she was, so she decided to dress in red. It was a grey day here yesterday too and so I am considering dressing in orange because I opened a package from Celia at Fig Jam and Cordial . 
Just by commenting on her site one day I won these spectacular orange Welding Gloves. Maybe I will take up welding again. Or use them as oven mitts. Thank you so much Celia. These are brilliant. And also, look at Mama’s wool. Spun by Sara at Punkins Patch. Finally home, awaiting my crochet hook and the heads of little babies. In all my life I never imagined I would find such joy and so many good people in the Weblog World.
Here you can see, just to your left of the steps, where I stand to take the shot of the Daily View. I had better cut some of those plants back from the path. We are having a growth spurt with all this warm rain. 
The Daily View. 
And warm again. Rumour has it that is will be very warm today with sun. Nice. 
Good morning. We had another meeting with the Kiwi Builder last night. Making decisions about rooflines and cladding and how to build a structure that uses sun to heat in the winter and the eaves at just the right angle and width to shade the windows for the summer. Tall, tall church windows in a tiny space to give the illusion of height and open space. The soaring ceiling and loft. Such fun. The next stage may not be so fun as soon we will get a number and then we will have to get serious.
You all have a lovely day.
celi
On this day a year ago. The baddest of the bads. Humour.
And look… there was a little sunset peeking around the corner of the rat house last night. 
The Kitchen's Garden 
48 responses to “Someone left the Calf out in the Rain”
Celie your pictures are enchanting. I have saved the waving corn and that fabulous cloudy sunset pic to write poems on. I hope you don’t mind. I always tell everyone to come here to share your glory.
And the first little picture/poem is here: http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/cinquain-and-haiga/
You know you can save them anytime at all honey. I don’t mind who take the images away with them. The sky is free. c
Jock spotted it on my pc. His comment (typical, I’m afraid) was “Lovely view of the mountains – a bit corny, though.”
Ooh that daily view is looking very wintery..have a lovely, lovely Saturday. Laura
Your blog photos are a lovely way to start my day. And your stories, too.
Lovely photos and post… glad you’re getting some rain…
Love the photos… The one of Mia standing stoic in the rain reminds me of our own pets and how they can calmly take in most of their surroundings (as long as it’s not lightening and thunder of course!)
Rain, oh, glorious rain!
Sounds like you’ve had more rain than we’ve had, Celi, not that I’m complaining. We’ve had enough. It’s clearing now and we may even hit the 70’s by mid-week!
I hope “the number’ is a manageable one. Be sure to ask for the Kiwi Discount. I’d imagine you haven’t much opportunity to claim it. 🙂
I’ll be leaving in a few minutes for the farmers market with Max. He has a date with the parking guard and I’ll be humming MacArthur’s Park every step of the way.
Mates Rates! So Max hangs out with the Parking guard while you shop? That is awesome. I am so disappointed that I did not get up to the market this summer.. ah well.. milking the cow! c
Warm and W.E.T. here, too…with a monster thunderstorm in the middle of the night. Looks like Hubby isn’t finished mowing after all!
(Orange is almost as good as red on a dreary day – especially in the form of a PRESENT 😀 )
I just love mama’s yarn. Old dog’s loss is our gain. Sara did a lovely job. She could use some extra love today..
I was over there (blog world) last night. That woman has had the hardest summer. I shall pop over again today.. c
I just re-read that story I wrote a year ago, about the bare legs in the staffroom.. it made me laugh again! Of course that was not me!! c
Sexy welding gloves!!!
I am very jealous of your garden, I have a plant cemetery 😦
water is the key kiki.. some of us are not meant to be gardeners though.. c
All the better to revel in your beautiful talent!
Looks like your plants along the walk are trying to crowd inside to keep you company during the winter!
So interested in your house planning – building to fit the local environment is important (and tricky?)
Bet you find a million uses for those orange gloves.
John is eyeing up my gloves so i had better get them on my hands but theya re hard to type in!! c
Yeah, but big enough to put other gloves inside as “liners”? Nice for firewood handling
Oh god…the serious number! I bought my little heritage house a year ago and each time I have to call an electrician or plumber when Robert’s not here that serious number has me quaking in my boots! That’s it with old houses…it’s always something. At least in England Robert knows what he’s doing. We built the garage ourselves and it took practically the whole summer. (Well, alright, dropping two tons of rolling road into the cemented floor using scaffold poles may not have been the most efficient of methods.) But I’m really excited for you and excited to see the cottage project under way. I hope the serious number will be a good one for you. 🙂
Such a bore when something goes wrong in these old houses and you have to call in one of those guys.. thankfully like your Robert John does all those things.. c
Poor Bobby!
Rain, rain…go away, come again another day! Poor little Bobby. Maybe you could lend him your gloves to warm him up!
I cold put one on his head!! c