My Monsters and I go for a Walk and Wonder about Stuff

The sun is so low that when it does pop out through a crack in the solid grey that is our sky, all our shadows make us look like monsters. Screen left is Boo and screen right is Sheila. Off on our walk.

Everyone wants to check out the compost heap on the way.

Off they go. Boo was not a bother so he can come again, said Ton. As they left him behind.

Without our dear Kupa the hierarchy in the barn has changed –  in the bird population. The roosters  are scaring the pea hens away from the food. Kupa was such an unassuming bird I had no idea that he protected his girls while they ate. So I feed them upstairs.

Though they do make a habit of climbing into the pig food bins and eating the oats so I am not too worried. I will need to find them a new male though. It seems they need one for more than one reason.

Every farmer has an obsession about the weather and with no TV or radio and even though I do check the weather on the computer I was thrilled with MY Christmas present.

A weather station, it has a gizmo outside on top of the house for telling me wind speed and direction as well. Nothing dramatic yesterday, just bloody cold. (-8.5C). Of course now I am studying barometric pressure.

My ice champagne ice bucket waiting for New Years!..No threat of it melting.

I had a few thoughts yesterday. Some things I would like to see in the New Year.

WHAT IF they designed a movie theatre that had three screens, one in front and one on either side, you would need to shoot the movie with three different cameras simultaneously from three different Points of View  but it would be pretty cool as a viewer,  we would be right inside the movie, and if they were all 3D, that would be exciting – unless it was a horror movie then it would be horrible.

WHAT IF  the supermarket aisles could read your grocery list or your grocery thoughts (some people like me forget to take their lists)   and when you start looking for, oh  – avocado oil, the sign in that aisle immediately changes to avocado oil, raising itself up and down gently to attract your attention. But only you could see it because the guy next to you is looking for quail eggs or hard wood floor cleaner or a life.

WHAT IF dishwashers were at waist level so you don’t have to bend down to load them and you didn’t have to rinse the dishes clean first covering the floor and your feet in water because you are working too fast because you HATE doing dishes.

WHAT IF houses had those sucky vacuum shutes, like they had in old department stores,  in every single room and you opened a little hatch and shoved your laundry in there and woosh it was sucked straight to the machine. And another sucky thing on the wall that just sucked all the dust up.

WHAT IF the lights in your house had batteries. So you could hang them from anywhere and they did not need wires.

WHAT IF you could just throw all your devices in a pile in a special corner of the house  or a special box in your car and they were wirelessly recharged. Without plugging in. So you could not lose your charger because you did not need one. You could park your light batteries here too to charge up. Plus possibly a brain or two, I know a number of brains that need a recharge, though I would rather not take my brain out of my head to be charged up ..that sounds a wee bit messy, it might be easier if I sit in the corner with all the other devices as well.

WHAT IF you had a special button on the wall that when you pushed it your cell phone calls out to you – I am over HERE! with flashing lights and wee oo wee oo noises. And one for the car keys too.

WHAT IF you could push another button and the entire wall of your bathroom raises up like a garage door (the one with the bath not the one with the toilet. That would be a mean trick to raise the wall up in  the toilet when someone is sitting on the toilet just minding their own business and thinking about nothing much and then there is a click and a whir and the wall begins to roll up.  I think that would be rude)  and when the wall is raised you can wash the whole bathroom out with the hose then let it dry in the sun, but not today as it is too cold. Everything turns to ice so fast in the cold, the dogs have a drink out of their heated water dish and the drips from their mouths freeze onto the verandah floor and stay there. Daisy has icicles.  Imagine what a hose in your bathroom would do.

WHAT IF they had bed units in airports that you can rent for an hour or even two when your plane was held up or you are between flights. Lined up along one wall like lockers. Just a box with a bed and a door that locked and an alarm that you can set.  And a little lady at a desk saying mind you are out at 5 exactly or you will  be charged for an extra hour and no friends, this is a clean establishment. You could take in your own water and a book.

WHAT IF it was a fashion to have 3 foot high hair-do’s, like the French in the 1700’s, with bird  cages in them, how would we fit into our cars?  We would be walking about the supermarket with our hair getting stuck in stuff.  They would have to have extra staff with long sticks to help you get free. How would I wear my beanie?

WHAT IF women went bald, really bald – like men do, would there still be comb-overs? Were there ever comb-overs, I find it hard to believe.

WHAT IF my eyes were green, not pale blue, would I be a different kind of person?

WHAT IF cats could read your minds and there was nothing to read. You were having one of those perfectly innocent blank moments. Would they feel superior? Do they already?

Do you ever wonder about stuff like that?

May your New Year be full of glory and joy, to help you through the hard bits. There will be hard bits.  Life is like a drain, sometimes it gets stopped up with hard bits. Joy is like an orange plunger or a wire brush, it makes things sparkly clean. So I wish you lots of joyful times. But we will be OK you and I, we have The Fellowship –  and we are all wearing rubber gloves and wielding plungers. And laughing like drains!

Love your friend on the little farmy

celi