Yesterday The Farmy dropped through into one of those delicious Pauses that we often see but don’t have time to feel. A gentleness rises up and envelops us. Encouraging us to yawn as we work, and sink onto rocks to watch when we are done.
The animals feel The Pause. They simply lay down and watch. They relax and potter. Daisy is especially calm and sweet at the moment. And Queenie, who take easy going to great heights , is so laid back at the moment that she is practically horizontal. These chooks were actually picking bugs off her as she lay there.
Scrapper knows all about pauses. He spends all day asleep but with one ear up as he is the best Mouser in the barn.
Tui has been sitting now for seven days.
And Charlotte has six days to go to her date. She spent most of yesterday sleeping in front of her fan. And is eating less each day now. She will drink up all her milk and eggs but picks at her grain mix. I am feeding her less more often. The garden is producing lots of greens that are high in iron so the foods she is eating are healthy.
Sheila rearranged her fence so that she can lay down and look out. This hole is quite big enough for her to get out too. It has been like this for three days now and I have been waiting for her to come out and meet me at the gate but it seems pigs cannot crawl like dogs so she is content to arrange herself so that she can rest in her new gateway with only her nose sticking out and visit with Hairy and the cows as they pass by. The pause is that strong.
Of course the only one on the wee farm who cannot recognise a Pause is Blue The Savage. I work hard training this fellow. He has cloth ears sometimes. But when he chooses to be good he is very, very good. Maybe he has a metaphorical curl in the middle of his forehead!
Good morning. I have four cats, three dogs and a peahen waiting quietly on the verandah. So I had better get moving.
We have another simply stunning day dawning. And I am moving slowly. Gliding really. The Pause must still be in effect. Can you feel it?
Have a lovely day.
celi
Your gentle friend, celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
62 responses to “A pregnant Pause”
Wonderful 🙂
just wondering
is there a way to suspend fan from ceiling in center of pen?
that way if she wants to nest in breeze, it won’t be near a corner where piggies can get squished
Very good thinking Ron, We certainly have lots of places to hang one from!
it’s the pause before the storm. the piglet storm!!!
Good Morning, C. Yes, I can feel it. Wish I could pause this morning with all your animals, but it is off to the office for me. Have a beautiful day on the farm. Particularly like the sixth photo down. It should be framed.
they are happy sheep! c
Yes, Celi, having just slowly scrolled through all those wonderfully peaceful and happy ‘family photos’ I too can feel The Pause [hmm: or perhaps it’s time for me to be like Charlotte in the horizontal but with the heater and not the fan close by 🙂 !] . . . Methinks I may alter my estimation of the number of Charlotte’s offspring from 9 to 11 ?
She does look rather enormous when she lies down and she just Groans.. c
i can feel it, was feeling like lazing down and being lazy all day now. and i simply cant wait for the piglets!
I envy you your life… sounds such fun.. even though I realise you work damn hard at it.. it still sounds great fun…
I love that cat!
Looks like a good day. Relish it:)
Oh how wonderful. I just love looking at your farm pictures and seeing how “my” other kind live. Life is so different from what I have at the Hotel Thompson! I absolutely can not wait to see the little piggies. Oink XOXO – Bacon
Your post made my heart very happy today. We all need to learn to take advantage of the Pause.
I thoroughly enjoyed the pause. Thank you. 🙂
Lovely reminder, via words and images, that we all need to slow down (pause) and savor the simple pleasures of daily life.
We’ve had such a pause at Garybuie too over the weekend, even the guests seemed particularly relaxed and contented! If things continue like this over the season, I’ll come out the other end feeling refreshed rather than frazzled!!! I wouldn’t put money on it however!
Christine
Your prose is so vivid and your pictures so charming that I yawned all the way through this, feeling the pause, and the lazy hazy days of summer even though it is pouring here, the wind is bending the trees, I am wearing my warmest winter sweater and Jock has lit the fire!