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
The Kitchen's Garden 
54 responses to “Are you up?”
You are so very clever! I love reading your posts and seeing your photos. What an amazing talent you have and a super eye too! Thank you so much for sharing … 🙂
Celi ~ with the plethora of different thoughts and plans for the future in your head no wonder the brain wakes you every few hours . . . we all have those nights. I taught myself breathing and meditation exercises – was not a ‘natural’ with them, but learnt . . . Lovely steady rain woke me at 7.30 this morning – yes, well, I can . . . you may not be able to give yourself time for physical breaks, but perchance you shoud just try and switch off mentally for 24-48 hours every week . . .said with love . . .
I have been waking every few hours to feed the lamb, I am certainly looking forward to a good solid sleep.. maybe tonight.. c
Hope it is happening now . . .
soon, everyone is tucked in now.. off i toddle to bed.. c
I’m thinking of my darling, Hairy McLairy, pa of this sweet Marcel. Do you ever hear from him? He had a certain je ne sais quoi about him–a certain insouciance, a devil-may-care cool. I know he was Trouble, but I loved him too. I’m so glad I downloaded pictures of him when I could.
He sure was a cool fella! c
Great shots today, Celi. I hope you can get Marcel to go without his middle of the night feeding. You need to get some rest and he’s a big boy now. It seems like the fields around the farmy have little snow on them. That’s so unlike here. The only grass I see is on the edge of the walk. Everything else still is heavily blanketed and along the street, where people had to dig out their cars, there are snow piles 4 feet high in some spots. And more to come today/tonight. ((Sigh))