I am not. I mean I am up. But it feels like my head needs to catch up. I went to bed at 7pm last night. I tried to stay up until the 9.30 lambs feed but failed. So I went to bed and my inside alarm woke me at 10pm and again at 2am. He is growing so fast and is so strong now. Bounding through the house on his Elton John heels.
Sheila is not up either, while we are plunged back into the deep cold weather pattern that does not deserve a special name, she will only pop her head out her door if she hears a truck come up the drive, (she is the greeter) or if I call her name, otherwise she is staying inside, doing the housework, working on her bed or sleeping in it. When it is warmer we will walk again, we say to each other and nod hopefully.
LuLu and Scrapper in the cold sun.
The compost heap has begun. But no work on it yesterday. Too cold for me yesterday. 
I was inside, working on Sheila’s calender and watching the children play.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm,
celi
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54 responses to “Are you up?”
I would like to borrow Marcel for a day or two. Perhaps he would divert my attention from this long winter. Stay warm, C. It is still extremely cold in Minnesota.
I need some Elton John heels. It looks like someone’s taken a bite out of your rug.
ah yes, that would be me and a spark from the fire! c
Marcel seems to be dancing to that song “Put your little foot, put your little foot, put your little foot right there….Put you little foot” (Much more graceful than the Hokey-pokey – and more prairie like)
Foggy/misty/drizzling this morning in the 50’s but Molly needs to walk me. We may get 1 nice day before the cold,winds, and rain blanket us for days (but it shouldn’t ice here this time)
Just FYI notices multiple flocks of ducks sheltering in the little cove this morning – they show no sign of moving…not so dumb.
Stay warm
And wanted to let you know how proud I am of how well you are doing with the farmy. It’s not easy. YEA YOU!
We had two days of above 20F weather a while ago (now back to 0F), and I took the opp to clean the barn, one trug-o-muck at a time, as the snow is too deep to get anywhere near with a wheelbarrow. I carried each trug out to the garden and tried to scatter it as I dumped, but some of it just landed in bushel-sized lumps. Next day, when I took a kick at one of the big lumps to scatter it, it was too late: frozen solid, of course. Don’t know what I was thinking! Oh well. It’s a start…
Oh my Quinn that did make me laugh! I know exactly what you mean. i put something down one day, it is frozen solid the next and I say exactly the same thing as i try to kick it off the ground! What was i thinking! c
That cold weather must be draining and your words make it clear that is. The little ram looks fab and Boo looks proud. Excellent portrait of Sheila…perfect front of house:)
I just love reading your posts. I always walk away feeling happy with a smile on my face… 🙂
I’m with Sheila, we’ll walk when it’s warmer! Elton John heels–LOL Too cute. Nothing as warm as furry kitties.
It must be very cold if Scrapper is looking to cuddle up 🙂 Lovely looking compost heap, I am quite envious. Really hope that frigid weather blows away soon – just as long as it doesn’t come our way. Laura
Just look at that gangly little lamb. So sweet.
I actually read something I didn’t know the other day — that pregnant women should keep away from lambing sheep, as the animals can transmit some virus or other that damages the human foetus. Have you heard this? Is it true? Not much fun for sheep farmers’ wives.
I have heard this too, women are recommended to wear gloves if assisting a lamb birth, cat faeces us another.. but I have to admit i don’t know what the actual bacteria or something is that can cause harm.. c
It’s called toxoplasmosis – a parasite. “Cats are the primary source of infection to human hosts, although contact with raw meat, especially lamb” can also transmit it.
there, thank you, I was hoping someone could name it for us.. c
No matter what state of mind I am in, which is always a combination of gratitude and grit, I feel pierced with joy when I open your blog, and my ribs go up and down in silent laughter. Elton John heels; and the photos; I am very partial to the lamb, Boo, and Sheila, is my all time love; at the moment; stay wonderful – you enrich lives.
I love how strong and happy Marcel looks!
Sheila’s a very wise pig, but I bet she’d like to come inside and sleep with Boo and Marcel by the fire 😉
I could sell tickets to that sight!! c
It’s cold in that barn 🙂
I’m up…good morning…..thanks to my neighbour who goes off to triathlon training at 4.30 and is very inconsiderate when it comes to revving the diesel and banging the gate open. But I’ve fed the chooks, cleaned the cat run and changed the litter and inspected new seedlings…no need to water this morning as we had rain in the night. Lambie looks like he’s learnt to play like a dog, with bowing and stalking. Keep warm.
Celi, you are over working. Try to take it a little easier, it has been a tough winter and you need to mind yourself as much as the animals.
I’m up. Later than usual. In an unfamiiar bed. In a hotel room in St Kilda, Melbourne. After a longish day and lateish night visiting with my sister. Today we are off to her side of the city to explore and stay. But before I do any of that I needed to visit the Farmy.