My Mother used to say that. ‘I am feeling bloody.’ In other words do NOT Bother me with mundanity today – you might just lose your curly little head. Yesterday I wandered about the farmy in the cold, just feeling bloody. Everything just looked cold and grey. 
Camera house followed suit. Feeling bloody is compounded and much more satisfying when shared. The Camera and I felt cold, unenlightened, heavy and grey. Just tired, tired, tired. 
The Old Codger and I worked out the other day that we could possibly, without too much imagination or fiddling with dates, trick ourselves into thinking that we might be half way through the winter. 
And I don’t mean that stupid calender winter that has nothing to do with the season at all, I mean half way through the cold period. Yesterday I threw down more straw for the animals to deepen their beds and fed them a little extra hay so their little compost bellies created more heat than usual. Feeling bloody helps you to work faster. And the thought of the cold to come just digs into the bloody.
Daisy had tracks of frozen tears down her face yesterday. I could not wipe them off. The chooks and the pea hens spent all day hunched, sitting on their frozen feet, waiting. Waiting, like Dr Seuss would have said, for the warmth to come. Waiting for the sun to sun. Waiting for the spring to sprung. Waiting for a thrown crumb. Waiting. 
Four times I went out with my crowbar and broke the ice on heated water tanks. 
And every single time the kitchen door opened and I emerged feeling grim and bloody, dressed in layer upon layer, after fruitlessly searching once again for my favourite bloody gloves, clutching my ice bashing tool, stomping my double socked feet into boots, the little barn cats wooped with meowing delight, raced out from the barn to meet me and scampered and paraded and rolled like jesters ahead of me as they led me back out into their cold outside. Completely unencumbered by my bloody mood. Oblivious in their curly little heads.
It was hard to maintain feeling bloody with their little warm furry bodies pressing against my thermal ankles. But I persisted. A good seriously bloody mood does not come around every day you know.
But that was yesterday and now it is morning again. Another week has begun. The temperature is 13F (-10C) and it is blowing snow. But I have had my Bloody minded day so now I must switch to Stoic because at 6.02 am we have already reached our high for the day. The animals are beginning to call. Time to start putting on the layers. Then out I go.
Have a lovely day.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
77 responses to “Feeling bloody.”
I have to borrow this awesome expression! 🙂
Aaah, c, I so feel for you, and empathise with your bloody mood and bloody weather and bloody demands of everyone and everything that can squeak, cluck, grunt, grump, moo, meow, crack and splash, and/or speak. It seems to me that you might benefit from beating-up some bread dough. Hugs, hugs, hugs.
Aha! The old bread dough therapy..clever girl misky! c
Cats just know how to make us feel better.
Here’s to a happier day today C. Wish I could send you some of the beatuiful weather we are enjoying at the moment.
🙂 Mandy xo
thanks Celi i have used the brit expression for some time now. glad somebody else uses it as well.
Whooow that is too cold to go out in… I can see why you had a bloody day… I would be wrapped in bed refusing to move… to damn cold for me…
Marvelously descriptive – I may have to adopt it myself.
It’s better than the time I told a Sweet Young Coworker, who had asked what was wrong, that, “Even I can’t be f*ing Pollyanna all the time…”
I think I scared her. 😉
Here’s to better – ie, warmer – days. We’ll be in the deep freeze by tomorrow, too…
Actually i am deeply impressed with your pollyanna comment.. i might just adopt that one!! c
Welcome to it!
Stop by the Corner today, if you have time. I think you’ll like it 🙂
I did and I love those cranes.. you are so lucky having so many big birds close by..I would love the geese to stop here, i even put out a sign, but they just keep on flying south c
That was Linda, Sweetie… 🙂
I have some links you might like, and a little girl making applesauce…
Oh crap.. I knew that!! .. lost my mind.. popping over right now! c
That is such an apposite phrase ” Feeling bloody”. It says it all. I moan about the cold here, but in fact it’s warm when i look at your -10C. My chain saw just seized in mid fire wood cutting which made me feel “bloody” and then I realised that it meant that I could go back indoors:)
You’d get a lot warmer more quickly with a proper saw – one that you push backwards and forwards with some weight behind it!. I’m feeling smug because Jock fore-saw the snow and cut a huge heap of logs, which he barrowed into the carport by the front door.
Now it is snowing again.
ah yes, those bloody chainsaws, hope you got enough firewood in for the meant time though.. otherwise your sitting indoors will be sad.. c
Ah stoic is such a lovely change from bloody. Stoic is so..so..well stoic and brave. I can see you marching out like a spartan soldier ready to battle the day. Do have some cozy time!
Sending you warm thoughts. Seriously warm. Rice in a man’s sock, set in then microwave for 3 minutes. Tuck it under your jacket.
Bloody days are good for the spirit, just like an argument now and then is good for the marriage. Air clearing. Dusting. Making fresh.
Have a good cry and then learn something new today. And bake a cake.
C, when I have those days, even my house and neighborhood look gray and dingy. It is an inside thing. What does you John do while you are caring for the animals and milking? Oh, I feel for you all in the cold…the animals, too. Stay warm as best you can.
John is still off work, (too cold for his job,) so he helps me with the milking and bucket carrying, thankfully, as it halves our time outside.. the rest i just puddle about by myself, I like to work at my own pace.. c
Bloody Good show , what! 🙂 didn’t dare add the “old Girl” bit in case I caught it 🙂 I agree with Bulldog – my electric blanket would have been screaming at me. Hope today is better. Laura
Sound like you need to bake some sweet comfort food today! Curl up with a good book and a warm blanket…in between your trips outside to wipe icy tears and break water that shouldn’t be frozen. The cold is headed our way tonight. Tomorrow’s high is 9 degrees.
Stay warm! ~ April 🙂
We’ve had 3 days of wonderful sun and warm after what seemed likes weeks of gloom and mud. Changes coming today. Maybe you’ll get enough snow to change your view. At least we’re frozen now. No mud for a few days! And that bread dough therapy is one of the best! 🙂 Have a great day Celi and maybe a hot toddy.
Ah, Saturday was like that here. But yesterday was better. So your today will be better than yesterday. 🙂