Dinner is served every night at this table in the Coupe. We have come in from the covered verandah, it is a mite chilly in the evenings now. Our view is all corn.
The broiler chickens are nearing the end of their time here. I am pleased to report that they have grown slowly and surely on pasture. No leg problems. No obesity. Anytime the dogs come near, the chickens crowd over to see if they are edible. Only fair really.
They take about two and a half hours a day to manage with the constant shifting, though I have developed lovely arm muscles slinging the concrete blocks on and off the tarp four times a day. Next year I am going to design something more user friendly. Though this one is a very good size. This last shot is the ark all tucked up for the night with my strange assortment of make- shift walls, to keep out the cool breezes of the night. I am a draft worrier. Not a DAFT worrier, a DRAFT worrier.
The Duke of Kupa.
Do you want to see the view from the loft in the house? I took out the ceiling in the lounge room a couple of years ago and turned the attic into a big open loft with rooms at either end. But the view is all corn and more corn sounding like the wash of the receding tide on a stony beach.
Let’s walk back through the yards on our way to the house.
Then through the little half door into and out of the barn.
Tui and Pania.
And here we are gumboots off and at the windows of the loft in the top of the house, up the ladder to the loft which I am cleaning and setting up for my winter studio (it is right above the wood stove).
The North view (through a screen) . Sorry.
All corn. That is Queenie sat in the middle of the Dairy Mistress field. Hay Makers Field – screen right. Daisy’s Field – screen left.
And now out to the South. Oh MY! More Corn. For miles and miles and miles.
No screen on this window, it was blown off in a big storm last winter and as no-one noticed but me, I am not replacing it. This is the view from my winter studio. So we will be seeing more of this view. Once I get everything set back up.
Good morning. Today I start picking the apples for the apple cider crush on Saturday. First we will be going down the road to raid their tree. They have a lovely old barn. I will show you.
Have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm, celi
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57 responses to “The View from the Coupe and the View from the Loft”
That view from the dining table is really something! I enjoy watching the corn fields sprout, grow, and get harvested. True, there’s not much to look at once the harvester comes through but it’s the promise of Spring that will keep me watching all Winter long. When Zia and I drive together, one of the conversation threads common to all our drives is the status of the fields along the way.
That’s a great lamp you got there. Would love to see it lit up, at night, from the other side of that window. 🙂 Have a great night and morning, Celi.
It is wonderful that you see and appreciate your views… The views from your dining room table in the coupe and your winter studio are like beautiful pastoral paintings. I’m just back from the country where I think the only people sitting on their verandah enjoying the views and the birds were the G.O. and I. I could hear evidence of how most of the neighbours spend their spare time – watching TVs which have very good surround sound systems…
How nice to see the new views. Kupa is still very handsome, even if he is somewhat shorter! Funny about the chickens checking out the dogs. Have a wonderful day!
The TonTon photo always puts a smile on my face!
Wonderful views from the loft and the Coupe. Over the years I often thought of doing something like that with our loft, it runs the length of the house, but the view is on the cold side of the house and I do not want to turn the whole loft into a triple glazed conservatory.
Now to go back and read about the soap making.
I am using my imagination to fill in Kupa’s tale!
Lovely tour! 🙂
Gorgeous shots and our bedside lamps are almost identical to yours in the coupe – so now I shall think of you every night as I read a few pages of my book before falling into tired, builder lady exhausted from hard work, sleep!
Winter studio above the wood stove sounds like a very good idea 😉
It is my favourite writing spot in the winter.. c