I have been watching The Poll and so far the winning group is 8 or 9 piglets. What do you think of that Charlotte?
“Trying not to think about it miss c. Now tell the barn flock to stop staring at Tui on the nest, they are staring too loudly. I need sleep!”
Oh? Oh. Everyone is staring at Tui. But now look below. Later there were two peahens on the eggs. Tomorrow when they get off for a break I shall remove a few and pop them under a chicken. Goodness! Danger of breakage.
These two peaheans are inseperable.
Daisy, who has been milking for exactly a year now (pictures of the birth of The Bobby here) has at last transitioned to once a day milking. Her production needs to drop a little more then I will dry her up. So far so good! I will miss the milk dreadfully but a break from the milking will be nice. What would be perfect is if she is bred and then it will be only nine months without milk. Though nine months seems an awfully long time.
Soon she can go back to eating as much as she likes of this…
To encourage her to drop another gallon she is eating this..
In Pats Paddock.
Blue is being a good boy. And has earned his blue belt collar.
Good morning. This morning we pour the concrete for the recycled glass house. It will have a heated floor too. It is quite small and will be built later in the year. Just the concrete and the plumbing for the moment. We don’t have to actually start using it until the winter.
Do you remember that we are going up into the Rocky mountains for a wedding July 4th. You and I. Pencil it into your calenders. I will be flying into Calgary. I will need to watch the weather up there carefully, will it be cold up there? I have never been there before.
Have a lovely day.
Tomorrow we are taking you on a wee road trip. We are very close to Route 66 so we are going to find some local Route 66 service stations. I have quite a collection of images already. Here are a few. I am not as interested in the shots of prettied up old gas stations. I like the dilapidated, abandoned, broken down ones. I think they say more about the progression of History at speed that one can see travelling along American roads.
Route 66 was actually commissioned in the 2o’s and officially finished if you like in 1937. Basically they collected a whole lot of existing roads and linked them all up from Chicago to Santa Monica (LA). The roads were made of concrete and had two double lanes running in each direction with a strip of grass in between. Many of them still exist but with big no trespassing signs on them. I will find one for you tomorrow so you can see what I mean. As I remember it some States lobbied to be included in Route 66 so the road veers to and fro through as many states as possible on the way. I have a 1962 Atlas with the original road on it. I will dig it out before tomorrow.
Now, Route 66 is just fragments – left to grow weeds, replaced by the interstate which by passed most of the Route 66 small towns effectively closing many of the little service towns. Later many of the financially strapped towns opted to widen and pave one of the lanes into two laned country road, so you drive along a well maintained road with the curious ghost from the past road running along beside you. We drove along as much Route 66 as we could find from Chicago to LA a few years ago and it was lesson, though after going through so many dying towns I am not sure what the lesson was. But it is a sad one. The Boom was over by the late 70’s. By 1985 Route 66 was officially decommissioned though already the interstate had stolen most of its traffic and the gas stations and movie theaters were closing. (I also have a small collection of movie theaters… they are harder to get inside.)
Things change. I shall collect a few interesting facts for you (probably a good idea to get out the books instead of relying on my memory) and take you out onto Route 66 tomorrow and we will see what we will see.
Being a recent immigrant in this country, one of the things that strikes me about America’s history is the fast pace at which it is played out. The first immigrants must have been a deeply determined and forceful bunch and this foot to the floor trait has flowed down through the generations. I am quite happy to live at a reduced pace out here on the Farmy. Speaking of which I had better get dressed and get to work. I don’t milk in the mornings now, but there is still plenty to do!
Have a lovely day.
your friend, celi