When I loaded all these shots I wrote the 6th of November as their label. 
But it was not the 6th. 
It was the 7th and another dreary day.
Today will be better. Look at this fat Charlotte. 
Standing solidly on all four feet like a good girl. Even if she has broken into the vegetable garden which is finished and waiting for its winter blankets. 
Meadow. 
The good thing about rain is; it cleans the sheep’s wool up beautifully. I ran into trouble when I went to retrieve the Daily View. There were two labelled the 6th November.
And they looked almost exactly the same. 
The temperatures had the same problem, as there was very little change there either.
Good morning. It is going to be a little warmer for a few days now. The Writing is at 28,431 which is good because I feel the struggle coming now. First I could not get enough of the location and the characters but now I feel the hard work coming on. It is the same when producing a play. There comes a time when you have to get out and Push it along until it gathers enough momentum to become the monster that will gaily tow you along to the finish line. About the only thing I know is that the self propulsion, I call it the monster because he is unstoppable when he kicks in, always comes. As long as you keep pushing, eventually all the parts click together and it works.
I guess it is the same for most big projects if they are right. And now I must get my farm clothes on,tie my hair up,find my jacket, boots, torch and hattie and go out into the dark and find my cow and start the milking. Then get my nose back to the grindstone.
Have a lovely day.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
47 responses to “It was not the 6th…”
Well done on the writing – I am seriously impressed! And everyone on the farmy looks very happy and looking forward to a few milder days!
The metadata will tell you which one was actually taken on the 7th. I looove your verandah! 🙂
I’m very bad at pushing or doing the hard yards. My writing is more like kicking a tin can down a lane whilst day dreaming:)
Yes, very well done on the writing. I have a few hours relegated to the Writing today, and I hope to reach the monster. So far, the monster has come in the form of illness, and I have taken to my bed. But I will not be thwarted!
I love that your picture series is beginning to blend one into another. Such a true reflection of the gloomy cold days that are to come.
Great to see a standing Charlotte. Well done for all the words. I can’t wait to read the novel when you’re ready for an editor!
glad to see that Charlotte is well enough to wreak a bit of havoc in the veggie plot, she looks so solid a bit like a brick on legs!
Does that poor rusty car stay outdoors all winter? Great job on keeping up with the extra tasks you keep demanding of yourself…but then again you no longer have all the gardening jobs you did a few months ago.
Congratulations on your word count. I know that writing is difficult and you must be in the mood and avoid writers cramp or brain cramp… Good luck to you. Take Care, BAM
You are over halfway there with the wordcount for nano. Umm – may I borrow a few thousand words?
Morning, Celi. Love your pictures. The sheep’s wool looks so nice. And your rooster on the table. We’re a chilly 27F here this morning but supposed to be 67 over the week-end! Time to fix breakfast for this crew. Have a great day!
Gorgeous photos, and looking forward to reading your book 🙂
I know how they feel, drizzle and dark here for 5 days! Yuk!
Seriously impressive word count, c. Well done. Charlotte is one sturdy little piggie. Golly. When is she old enough to start having little Charlies and Charlottes?
Love that porch shot, Celi.
That photo of Big Dog snuggled under that colorful afghan takes the dreary out of the day. There’s something so incredibly sweet about that shot. Sunshine here this a.m. in southern Minnesota. Finally.