Home again, Home again, Jiggedy Jig.

And here we are back on the farmy. After an uneventful and long, long  couple of flights to Chicago from Auckland, I was whisked away from the madding crowds of  airport people, with all its suspicion and controlled chaos and driven back to the howling prairies.

The wind has been blowing out of the North  since I stepped out of the car last night back onto my own land. All through the night it howled, blowing away the promise of snow. 

John was thrilled to see me home and the animals were mostly ambivalent. TonTon, The Old Dog and all the sheep were happy to see me..

but the cows and the Shush Sisters just looked past me to John, to see is he had any food.   Daisy is thinking about it.  But that’s OK.

As soon as it stops blowing, and I have had a rest (sleep has eluded me since I arrived back in the country), I shall get out my pitchfork and start cleaning out the pens, counting the hay bales, checking the feed, walking the fields, taking over my share of the chores  and making friends  with the animals again.  Daisy needs a good brush. 

Queenie has put on weight. Little fat cow.

Of course the cats are always up for a cuddle…

… Chickens – not so much. 

And here is the beginnings of The Coupe.  The floor is down. 

They got much further ahead than I thought they would.

Yesterday had a high of 34, and blowing,  cold but not too bad. Still, a far cry from the beaches and colour and bustle of New Zealand. In fact my bones are still carrying some of the warmth from the summer Down Under so the cold has not made me shiver yet. However I am glad to be home.  Though home is a funny word.  Maybe home is the place where you get to unpack your suitcase and put it away. We all have many homes in our hearts.

Good morning. It is 5.30 am., not dawn yet, though I am assured that the days have begun to get longer.

Today I shall walk the boundary with the well travelled Camera House and bring you all up to date.  But rest assured that except for a couple of the older chickens, who succumbed to a cold spell, all the animals are in good health and excellent spirits.

There now. We are back to being a daily dawn farm weblog again.  And so far – All is well.

Have a lovely day.

celi