Beer O’Clock I called to the Kiwi Builder

He immediately began to pack up. After all it was beer o’clock and getting dark.thats-all-folks-002

Sadly the weather was not on our side and  we were unable to have the Friday drink out on the dance floor of the coupe, instead we sat inside by the fire. The Matriarch said maybe next Friday.  I told The Kiwi Builder to invite his whole family next time. His children are all home schooled so they will call it a field day. thats-all-folks-004

The strong cold wind howled all day, and no-one would come out of the barn and into the sun for a photo. I found L’il Puss The Scrapper (one of the barn cats) guarding the milk bucket, and managed a low light shot but every one else had their heads down. They all hate the wind.thats-all-folks-007

So both my photographic plans were thwarted.

Good morning. We will try for the last of the shots today and then new shots will happen and who knows what will come next.  It is hilarious to even try to plan what images will appear on any given day.

So, in the barn are three kittens. Author who is a female tabby, LouLou who is the wee ginger male and L’il Puss The Scrapper who is older, was discovered hiding in the hairdresser’s back room in town and is now the boss of the barn.  Cats are important for keeping the rodent population down in the barn. Where there is feed, there are mice. Hence the cats.  The  kittens literally sit under Daisy and wait for their milk in the morning.  Before Daisy moves out of the milking parlour she puts her head down very low, hoovering from side to side and kind of scoops any strays out of the way with her nose.

I hope you all have a lovely day. It will be warmer here (in the low 40’s I think), so the hoses will come out and all the water containers will be cleaned and refilled in preparation for the next cold snap which they say will be very cold this time.

celi

53 responses to “Beer O’Clock I called to the Kiwi Builder”

  1. Horrid wind. It is bitter cold here, but most of the snow has gone, leaving some very slippery surfaces. I love the thought of Daisy taking care not to step on the kittens.
    Have a good day,
    love,
    ViVx

    • AND The Matriarch tried to tell me maybe we could drink it anyway and then buy another bottle for next week! But no, maybe we will have Two next week! c

  2. we have that same wind today. it was howling last night! and oh boy..the cold is on it’s way for both of us! change that champagne to a hot toddy!

  3. Snow here. No wind. Temp around 0C. P and I shovel snow from the pavement every morning so we don’t fall and break our necks or some other bone that we require to stand erect. I apparently haven’t used those snow-shovelling muscles for a while because my abs ache.

    There’s a new show on telly about farming, which is very interesting. I didn’t know that so many lambs were born dead or die soon after birth. Do you know why this is?

    • I think that the last one we lost was because she was so busy giving birth to the next one that she did not clear his mouth fast enough, they are often born with the bag intact and you need to clear it away from their mouths or they are effectively suffocated. This is my theory anyway. Both times I have lost a lamb he has been the firstborn and big and had not taken one breath. Or like Meadow she was just too weak to stand up and drink, if it had been a very cold day and I had not been there she would have died too. Sometimes I wish i could watch such shows too. Lots of learning there.. c

  4. Raining here! Watching the Black Caps and the Boks on TV (playing in the sunny Cape). Hope your ‘warm’ weather stays for awhile 🙂 Laura

  5. I was just telling my husband how I love to hear your farm stories every morning. 🙂 I just read him the part about how Daisy is so sweet that she carefully sweeps the kittens away so she won’t hurt them when she moves. So much goes on in a farm that we really never considered. The main thing, the relationships between the animals. Thank you for another peek into the farmy this morning! xoxo ~ April

    • Like a mine sweeper, i could not remember that while I was writing this morning, but she sways her large head back and forth at ground level as she walks forward, like a mine sweeper! Little fluffy mines!! c

  6. So glad I found your blog. It keeps me rooted in how I grew up and what farms were like before corporate farming. Have a great day, C. Here in Georgia we had a thick frost to greet us, but the sun is now shining and it is a cold and beautiful Saturday.

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