They’re waiting for Godot

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Let’s go.”

“We can’t.

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Why not?”

“We’re waiting for Godot.”  Samuel Becket. Waiting for Godot.

The barn flock have been rehearsing these lines all winter. Well, since the freeze anyway.  Waiting. When I find another peacock for the hens maybe I should call him Godot.

I have another favourite line from this play. (I have to admit, with my long history in the theatre,  I have never seen or staged this play, but I have always carried about a copy. Reading it again and again has been enough.)

Estragon: I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

Also, for the more serious minded among us:

“The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors.”

We put the roof on the little glass house yesterday.  It was supposed to be recycled ranch- slider doors but they are seldom used out here let alone recycled. So we had to buy the roof glass.   The rest is being constructed from left over bits and pieces from the Coupe and other projects. 1icy-morning-013

I am so looking forward to our little green house. The orangery. Having a space to grow greens and herbs in the winter, start the seedlings in the early spring, and on sunny winter days open the interior door and the warmth will drift through the house.  In the summer the windows will be white- washed and it will still be growing food.

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It was warm enough for everyone to be outside. Even Marmalade was out exploring the verandah.  There is no stopping him. The cold will come back. But this is a welcome respite.

I was talking to The Breeder  yesterday. Her brother has a dairy farm. They have a lot of calves at the moment. He said in this cold the calves all have coats on and little ear muffs to save their ears from frost bite.  It is recommended that I buy a calf coat just in case it is really cold again when Daisy calves.  Hopefully we will not need the ear muffs as well but maybe I should look into it.

Also I am getting everything ready for lambing in the next few weeks.  I have the towels, am making warm lambs coats,  and their little warming hut,  the iodine waits on the shelf  and frozen colostrum in blocks in the freezer. I just need to find some teats for the old vinegar bottles in case things go sideways and I get orphans.  Below is a bag of little blocks of frozen raw cows colostrum. Just a few swigs of this has saved lambs in the past. It is my magic potion.

1icy-morning-009 But hopefully this year I will not need to do anything. The little mothers should manage it all. No Mama and her quads this year.  Sad.  All I have to do is make sure the lambs have a warm corner  out of the drafts if the weather is foul.

Today I am going to separate Minty and Meadow from Tilly and Mama. That way Meadow can settle down in the big middle pen, and I can feed them extra.  Meadow needs some extra feed as she is surely carrying twins and her udder if filling up.

Oh and how do you feel about the breaking of dawn  (today it is 6.49 am) as the publishing time for the farmy pages. Is it working for you?  Are you feeling the minuscule changes in light that I am? Or would you rather go back to around 6am. Both ways work for me.  Let me know what you think. You do have a voice here in the Fellowship of the Farmy. After all, if you were not reading I would not be writing.

I hope you all have a lovely day.

Love your friend on the farmy.

celi

43 responses to “They’re waiting for Godot”

  1. Lovely to see the pic of Marmalade…he may be a horror child but still has so much cuteness!!
    Happy Valentines Day to The Farmy one and all! 🙂

  2. Lovely to see the pic of Marmalade…he may be the horror child but still so much cuteness too..LOL!
    Happy Valentines Day to The Farmy one and all! 🙂

  3. I’m usually late in the line of readers and Commenters, usually checking in just after 5 am Sydney time… a little later on weekends… which I enjoy as I get the benefit of the Commenter’s Lounge as well 🙂 So whatever time you post suits me perfectly 🙂

  4. Just after I read your last post, I wondered to myself, I wonder what time sunrise is in Illinois right now, and then, voila, you tell me in the next post and ask for feedback! Our sunrise right now is 7:17 and sunset is 17:46. We watch with patience for the days to get longer, more sun rays warming our house on the hill. No calves due here until June I think. All 3 cows bred AI and always a bit harder than with a bull. And pigs, they just keep on havin them, 3 months, 3 weeks, 3 days and another batch comes out. So it is more for me than the animals that I care about those rays. So your morning post suits me well, although I probably never read it in the morning but it is interesting to know what thoughts come out of fingers at such an ungodly time in the morning. I hate getting up early, let alone be creative. Off to valentine dinner. Have a lovely one Celi.

  5. The green house is looking great! Too bad you couldn’t find doors to recycle. Several years ago you could have had Zia’s and that would have given you an excuse to come visiting. 🙂
    Post whenever is most convenient, Celi. What works now may be too early come Summer. Just post and we’ll be here.

  6. I’ve seen Waiting for Godot a couple of times; a fantastic play and you remind me what pungent lines it has in it. So glad that you had a reprieve, and to hear of the glass house being constructed. I can hear lots about preparation in this post, almost as if YOU are a pregnant mum, knitting and getting ready! I hope the birthings all go well.

    • PS A little bit later brings you a wee bit closer to NZ time, so I don’t feel I’m arriving days later – but there’s not a lot in it.

  7. Always something fresh and new sprouting at the farmy. If it is not the animals or the plants, then it is the buildings. I love the orangery. I think you should post when it suits you, why add unnecessary pressure? Just go with the flow, the following will arrive, some like me will come late.

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