I have always wondered this. How do you open a door? Do you step up turn the doorknob, push the door in a little, just wide enough to slip through, then shut it behind you. This is what I do in the winter. In the summer the doors are open wide all day and all night long. So there is no need for opening and shutting. John will open the door and fling it back, crashing in through the space, then look surprised and reach back to retrieve the flying wide-open door and shut it with a slam.
I don’t know what made me think of doors.
Look at my big fat cows. Well, one cow and one heifer. A cow is a cow once she has had a calf otherwise she is a heifer. Queenie is a heifer.
Typical Paisley Daisy carrying her calf out to one side. I still don’t believe Queenie is pregnant though she is eating like a gestating heifer. She is 21 days behind Daisy.
Our Sheila is still more beautiful than any of those Berkshires. She got up out of her bed straight away this morning. Up and at ’em. I am hoping she will not come into heat for a few more days, so the leg she strained attacking the man’s prize Boar (oops) is completely better. But you know how it is when you pull a muscle.
I went to the feed store yesterday and bought the oats, barley and wheat for my pregnant ruminants. Filled the feed bins and no sooner had I turned my back but Pania was into it. Gobble. Gobble. Naughty bird. But I let them get away with all kinds of bad behaviour since they lost The Duke. First week of April we will go and look for another peacock. But reluctantly.
This is my favourite picture so far this week. I might add it to the postcard collection.
I love that shot. My barn flock really is a murky bunch, but there you are, they are Our Murky Bunch.
Good morning.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy,
celi
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46 responses to “How do you open a door?”
I have heard that Peacocks make good guard birds. Not far from us someone had the ones like yours and one of the white ones we are about 1 mile from there and I could here them hollering. I have not heard them in awhile they might not have them anymore. I love cows we got really attached to one that was our sons show Heifer one year. She was a Hereford. Her name was Charlene.
Mine do make a lot of noise if a strange truck comes up the lane, but not now, it is too cold for them, they are very quiet in the barn now.. c
Ton did a nice job of photobombing the picture with Daisy and Queenie.
Ha ha! I had to go back and look!
Daisy and Sheila are his favourites, without Sheila here he is spending all hi time with Daisy.. much to Daisy’s despair as he is always Underfoot!.. c
Always learning something new here C – love that. Never knew the difference between a cow and a heifer.
Loved Ton peeping through the middle of the girls.
Have a super day C.
🙂 Mandy xo
morning mandy out there in the warm country.. c
Your poor old rooster with the frostbitten comb looks as if he’s had a bad dye job and his roots are growing through. And Sheila’s lighting up our day with a big smile as she tucks into breakie.
she is such a smiley piggie, soon she will be home, can’t be long now.. c
It all looks beautiful there in sprite of the cold 😉
no wind yesterday, everything looks beautiful when it is calm.. c
Maybe beef calves are smaller at birth, or maybe Queenie is hiding her baby really well. Fingers crossed!
Hereford calves are tiny, very cute, Queenie’s calf is going to look like a midget, next to Daisy’s.. c
Queenie’s one of those girls we all love to hate. You know, the one with the adorable, dainty bulge while the rest of us lost sight of our feet weeks ago.
laugh.. c
The last picture is definitely a keeper. Glad to hear Sheila seems to be doing ok.
Love the photos… post cards everyone…
Love the Murky Bunch! And that Happy Piggie…she’s such a love!
I agree with your winter door method – especially on Bendy-Tree days…I have to grab the door out of Niko’s hands, or it’ll be flung-wide every time 🙂
Must be a boy thing.. hope you are having a little warmer weather, so they can get outside those doors.. c
it seems like boys and men always burst into a room or house. Doors flung open and slammed shut (sigh).
The Murky Bunch is perfect! Love it. That picture was absolutely picture perfect!
Love the stair-stepped poultry!
I love the shot of the chooks too! I am getting more next week (foxes got our others so now I will have to only have chooks that can’t fly out of pens I guess – not at all sure). Love your farm and you.
Hi Celi, it sounds like things may be warming up for you too. That last shot made me smile, you know one of those ear to ear, almost a laugh type of smile?
I am only aware of how I open and close doors when I’m at a restaurant that doesn’t have a vestibule; I always hate it when other patrons leave the door gaping open to be ‘polite’ to a guest about ten paces away, but they never think of the poor souls sitting without a coat, caught in the freezing cold draft in the restaurant!
How I open the door depends on the circumstances. If I have my arms full, then I turn the knob and push the door open, kick it closed with my foot, unload my arms and then go back to make sure the door is closed tight. If I have the girls with me (this is the case 99% of the time), I turn the knob and open the door at least 1/2 way. Enough room for us to enter easily and then push the door closed behind me. If its just me and free hands, I turn the knob, open the door 1/3 to 1/2 way and then enter. I never open it just enough to squeeze thru. I just do my best to make sure the door doesn’t stay open longer than necessary and always make sure it is closed tight behind me.
Sheila looks happy!
And your hens and rooster picture is fantastic!!!
Love the way Ton is in there ‘feeding’ with Daisy and Queenie! He’s not one to be left out of anything! xo