In a very noisy way. A windy way. When I am outside in a wind like this TonTon cannot hear me call him. The peacocks do not even bother coming out. It is fiercely loud. Yesterday the wind roared all day. Last night it raced past the house screeching and trying out every crack, and as I sit in my dark little study writing, this morning, it is still howling out there.
Most of the animals pay no attention to the wind. Except I notice that the faces of the cows are more tearful. Their eyes are so huge that the dust in the wind must bother them.
It certainly bothers me. Working in the barn yesterday the hay and straw and dust flew about inside. Can you see the big doors bowed inwards. 
As soon as the wind drops I will have to close and properly latch them against the weather. This one has pushed its blocks back inside and is jammed against the concrete floor, I cannot shift it with a 50 mph wind battering its shoulder into it from the other side. I hate to shut out the light but screaming winter is coming. Time to close the big doors. 
Hairy is on the other side, looking in. Go back to your own side Hairy, your door is open.
Daisy’s feed has been increased to winter rations. She needs 2 pound of hay for every 100 pounds of bodyweight. So she will have 30 pounds of hay a day, plus eight pounds of grain. Her milk production had increased after she started feeling better and putting her back on the beleagured grass for 24 hours. But with the rain she is back off the grass so I will increase the dry food again. 
The Daily View does not show you how warm it was yesterday.
In fact it got up to 70F. Then plummeted. And now as I write it is 32. Freezing. I guess I will have to light the fire today. We were promised snow and sleet overnight but if it arrived it was quickly whisked away by the wind, along with all the leaves and dust from the fields, and anything not nailed down or carefully stowed away. I sometimes wonder where it all goes. Does the wind collect all this debris then at the end of its own journey, when it stops being a bendy-tree wind, does the gale exhale and just dump everything it has collected into one big heap somewhere. If you are at the end of the line can you look for my good green bucket and the teenagers black bowler hat? Thank you.
Good morning everyone. I should have written some of this last night when it was warm, as it is I am hunched over my keyboard, dressed for outside, hattie and scarf on already. Tapping away with chilled fingers.
So off out I must go.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
65 responses to “Blown Away”
My God, it’s a complicated life that you lead. Full of admiration:)
Oh I do not like heavy winds like this C, it disturbs my soul. Wouldn’t it be funny if your bucket and the Teenagers hat land up here – oh that would make an awesome story!
Have a happy week ahead – I hope it’s not too cold.
🙂 Mandy xo
I hope you’ve enough windproof clothes on. Dust in the wind: is that still the dustbowl thing, scouring off the soil? or else where is all that dust and stuff coming from. We get bendy tree days, but they’re not dusty. Keep warm and snug.
That wind does not sound fun! Our wind has increased to about 20mph and we’re to have rain this afternoon. Yippee! Need to fill those barrels. What kind of grain do you feed Daisy? We just don’t have much choices here in the boonies of WV but I’d sure like to get away from the corn. Hopefully we’ll grow some oats next year to try for at least part of the feed mix. Don’t get blown away!
We have winds here this morning but not big ones. Yesterday was a breezy but beautiful day. Today it’s all gloomy and rainy. Morning, c!
Do start up your wood stove Celi so you can be toasty and warm while you write! XO
That photo of Hairy on the other side is a prize winner 🙂
It must have been an unseasonably warm day all around yesterday! A nice treat. I do not enjoy the wind, though I think I would enjoy finding that wind’s last drop off point haha
Whew! I can feel those howling winds from here. I hope that bucket and hat turn up…
probably almost to your place by now.. c
When the wind was blowing yesterday I could have sworn I saw a bowler hat….
A good day for a warm cozy fire. The animals don’t mind as they have all that fur.
they are well dressed, though the sheep got wet, then the wool has frozen on top, it feels very strange, but it is very warm when you push your fingers in past the top of the fleece. an extra layer of insulation I guess.. the igloo theory.. c
We’ve had a brief, calm interlude the past three days…but your wind and cold will be on our doorstep tomorrow. I’ll be sure to look for the bucket and the hat…if it doesn’t make it all the way to the sea.
Stay warm!
I’ve often wondered about that myself about the detritus picked up by the wind. the same with snow;
when there’s a horizontal blizzard, is there a huge wall of snow stacked up somewhere? Hope you find your bucket and hat!
Christine
we need to find this place- it must be full of treasures, i guess you call them hills.. !! theres gold in them thar hills! OK now I am getting silly, I am off to scare up some breakfast..c
I love the wind–good thing, huh? I do feel sorry for the critters tho…and I am certain there is a land of windblown things–we get the snow drifts and tumbleweed drifts.
haha…that wind is headed my way in a few hours. i will keep my eye open for your bucket!