Marmalade was a busy little kitten yesterday.
He is a natural performer. And with all the animals I had to show the children yesterday, this wee kitten was the one who pocketed hearts in all directions.
Later, Sunday being Sunday, the dogs and I went for a long walk.
Then it being Sunday still, there was napping in front of the fire.
Eventually.
Didn’t that look for all the world like the end bit of a rugby match when both teams lineup and with incredibly bad grace shake hands. “Yeah right mate, I’ll shake your hand but I’ll see you in hell before I like it.”
The fields were being turned.. 
A moulting chicken, looking like my grandmothers 50 year old well worn Axminster carpet. Someone plucked the felt out of the Feltex. Not pretty. Moulting chooks are never comfortable, they scuttle more and develop furtive chilly expressions. It will be over soon little chook, your winter coat is growing – off you go to bed.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
your friend on the farm
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
47 responses to “A wee dollop of sweetness”
Is there anything more endearing than a baby on the explore? Wonderful way to start my morning…
Happy Monday, C!
What lovely markings there are on little Ginger Marmalade….I am surprised that he did not go walkies with u.
Too damn cute…
Very nice looking rag rug underneath Blue. Love the rugby analogy. The All Blacks are in England with a game at Twickenham on Saturday….always the most important game of the season. That’s a serious tractor …
Lovely, lovely, lovely wee dollops of sweetness.
Have a beautiful happy day Celi.
🙂 Mandy xo
I love you posts. It feels like going home. Sometimes I feel pretty disconnected from rural life and I miss it. Thanks for your little shots of home every morning.
Oh what beautiful photos…a perfect Sunday. I want cats in my life again, but it’s not the right time…so I am torn between loving your kitten and not wanting to look for longing…
I always feel sorry for moulting chickens. Suddenly, temperatures drop and they’re half naked! Ours all look like some kind of heart breaking advert begging for donations to abused hens!
Christine
this one sure is begging for donations, quite the most pathetic character.. c
The rugby anology is very apt, especially as it looks like the piggies are going the ruck in the 2nd picture! As for the chook, well nuclear is a word that springs to mind.
What a sweet kitten. I sometimes wish they could stay that size. Love the “rugby” photos. 🙂
I love the old Axminster carpet analogy. It is a very perceptive description. Our fine cockerel has no long tail feathers until they grow back but he struts as proudly as ever, oblivious to his missing plume. Marmalade is adorable, he is pocketing hearts here too.
that’s the saddest chicken I’ve ever seen LOL…and the kitten is so dear, flourishing in kitten-ness I’d say…and as for that walk with the dogs, what can make the heart happier than all those ears flying up with the joy of heading out?
Well of course it’s lovely to see the kitten, but I always like to see the old-dog-in-his-coat too–does he ever take it off?
Nope, now that it is on he will do everything he can to keep it on. In fact he has already ripped it twice so it is sown on. But the poor old fella is so old now, I have not the heart to leave him cold just for the sake of washing it. And deep down we have to prepare ourselves for burying him in it. Though John says i say that every winter! c
It looks like you had an absolutely gorgeous fall day. And that kitten is adorable, I’m still quite surprised at how Boo Nanny has taken to him.
oh, heavens….that wee adorable kitty and the pigs and sheep in a rugby match and nanny boo and everything……..EVERYTHING……..about this post.
heaps of love!