“Oh please don’t go. 
We’ll eat you up …
We love you so.”
And Max said
“NO.”
from Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak one of my favourite children’s books of all time. I never saw the movie, I loved the book that much. I have read it to children so many times I can read the entire book with my eyes closed, head on the pillow and still turn the pages at the right time.
Snow:
Lots of snow. Boo Loves the snow. 
He eats it up. Not so much TonTon.
Ton deals with the snow carefully and with a total lack of trust. He prefers a firm surface.
TonTon would rather be Some Where Else. In front of the fire for instance.
Christmas Owl guarded my snow shoes until the afternoon.. getting to the chook house is proving to be a knee high trial unless one is wearing the snow shoes.
Sheila would like to show you her bed, again.
In the night the snow trickled in through the cracks in the barn walls and dusted down onto her bed creating a 3D effect in a 1Dimensional digital world, so you can see how deep she makes her bed. Deep. Proud girl. I have been speaking with a man in Springfield, Illinois, who has the most beautiful Hereford boar. He knows more about AI and reluctant heats than I do. (though frankly that is not hard to do) He has a plan to bring Sheila into heat using chemical hormones and he will send me the semen on a courier. It is worth a crack. He said that at two years old (and no breeding) she will have stopped cycling. The man did not hold his punches, I do appreciate that.
How much faster can I learn? And how far behind the 8ball can I be. But as Linda says “You are alive. You are learning.”
Good morning. It is almost dawn. The sky is clear. It is -6F (-21C). No wind. Silent. When I awoke about an hour ago it was 4F. I still don’t know exactly why the temperature drops so fast towards dawn, trying to out run it and then will drop even further as the sun peeks through. Then skidding to a halt, lasooed by the suns weak early rays. . Some study needs to be done.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy,
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
97 responses to “No shortage of Wild Things on the Farmy”
A face full of snow. I bet that will wake you up!
Sweetness fix today. Thank you, Celi
Hi!
Best photos ever!!!!! Loved these!!!! Marmalade you sure give right back to Boo! And you know when to retreat! Smart kitty! LOL
I am a dog and cat person so these photos made my day! Precious!
Hope it all works out with Sheila!
Lots of snow for you guys! Hope that ground hog told the truth! Lots of people are talking about a nice stew! 😀
Have a great day Celi! Hi to the fellowship!
When are we going to see your blog Mere, with pics of your new puppy ?
There is a blog site that is free! Wimbly I think it is called. I am thinking about it! LOL She is growing so fast and I have tons of photos! Will see if I can find out how it all works! 🙂
wordpress (where you are now) is free Mere.. c
p.s. Where the Wild Things Are…is every childs favorite! 🙂
Don’t see the movie, it’s terrible. I only watched it because I loved the book so much. Fingers crossed for Sheila! xx
Marmelade pushed Boo just a bit TOO far, there! Serves him right getting hugged and mouthed.
Sheila might be the most gorgeous pig I have ever seen. Beautiful photo, frame worthy! Herefords are pretty rare around here, but I just love their look. Good luck!
they are pretty rare around here too, almost no-one has ever heard of them.. but I love them, she is the only breed i ever wanted.. c
i wish you the best with her!
Great post, Celi! Boo and Marmalade really like to tussle. Seeing Marmalade’s ears pinned back reminded me of my cats of years ago. They’d be playing just fine but when the ears pinned back, the play got really rough. My dogs never learned to read the signs and, after an outburst, would look at me as if to say, “What’s with her/him?” 🙂
I had no idea pigs could be so complicated. Life on a farm isn’t easy but it certainly looks beautiful and you animals are lovely.
Any winter day the wind is silent is a good day! Love those Wild Things. Reminds me of Thing 1 and Thing 2 from Dr. Seuss. 😉 Sheila does look pretty proud of her big bed. I’m learning a lot about pigs, now, too. Right along with you. You have learned so many things! And there are only so many hours in a day.
As usual your post is jam packed with good stuff. We LOVE the Wild Things!! My Mom took me on my first plane trip ever in my life to a meeting of illustrators in Philadelphia (I was 10, I think), so I could hear Maurice Sendak speak. She taught Children’s Literature and had transmitted her love for him to us. The pictures of Sheila and Boo and Ton and Kitty are wonderful…but the best part of all may be Linda’s words of advice. So wise!! And then there’s this: “It’ll all be OK in the end. If it isn’t OK, it’s not the end yet.”
wonderful advice, wonderful, i should write that down.. c
I’m sorry I missed this post yesterday. Gorgeous, gorgeous snow…like a soft, white comforter. No wonder you needed your snow shoes! I love M.S. and the Wild Things, and I’ve been sending links to my mom of your Boo Nanny and Marmalade shots so she could experience the cuteness and the growing. I’ll send her this link right now.
glorious photos! Cheers!
One of the good things in life about waking up when no one else in the house is awake is that I can visit with my blog friends and feast my eyes on the delights of the farmie! Now I will stop feeling sorry for my chilly feet because I feel positively warm looking at your snow pictures and I definitely can’t see my breath, so it must be relatively warm here! I can’t help wishing that my dogs had grown up with a kitten – all they do is chase cats who venture into the garden – they are great chasers 🙂 xx