I do NOT want to discuss the snow.
I do not want to discuss how snow that is driven by wind flings itself like white mud at everything and sticks.
I do not want to discuss gates frozen shut. And sit-upons that cannot be Sat Upon.
I don’t even want to discuss that these shots are not black and whites.
They are searching for colour.
So as that leaves us with very little to talk about in regards to yesterday’s snow and then last nights cold that proceeded to freeze everything BACK UP! How about you see if you can guess when Daisy’s calf will arrive.
For all of you who know about these things. Her udder is full but there is no milk leaking. No softness or swelling you know where. She is swanning about in a lazy and laid back fashion and eating like the proverbial horse. She is no longer carrying out to the side and looks thinner.
Just for fun. Cast your vote.
Thank you. All the calendars have been sold and I have a respectable list for Calender Number two, which will go from May to May. I will be in touch with you via email sometime today. The next series after that will be October when I will make the Christmas calender for all the antipodeans and any other takers. I will be working on our Summer T shirts shortly. I certainly need a few new t shirts. Sheila is very grateful for your contributions and encouragement. She thanks you and so do I.
Have a lovely day
your friend on the farmy
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
49 responses to “Ya Wanna Bet?”
I do not want to talk about that S word that leaves you shivering. I’d rather talk about the S word that means I can sit outside and sew without putting on umpteen layers. And the W word for warm to greet Daisy’s baby.
I’m betting on a Patrick or Patricia calf. Well what else would you expect from an Irish colleen!
You stole my thunder, Grannymar! I voted for St. Patrick’s Day too, and I would love for her to have a little Patricia. And by the way, my maternal grandparents were from Tyrone.
I was born and raised in Dublin in the South of ireland but for the past thirty seven years, home is County Antrim, Northern Ireland about 60 odd miles from Tyrone!
Well hey, my great grands were from Austria and Prussia and I still voted for St. Pat’s day!
Looks like we have a little Irish colony going at the farmy, but heck, we Irish turn up everywhere even in the White house! 😉
I voted for Paddy’s Day, too! I’m American but live in Co Mayo, for the last 9 years and more to come!
Your images match my mood – grey – cold – bitter. I don’t like being this way, but someday’s you just wake up that way.
When I did the vote – in my head I was quoting Shakespeare – “Beware the ides of March” so I could not choose the 14th. I am glad to see only 1 vote for that date. Pet the Boo for me, give the Old Dog a nice scratch behind the ears, and Ton, he is a good boy so belly rubs.
It’s like Basil Faulty saying “don’t mention the war ”
Hee Hee used to love watching that!!
Absolutely love all the beach shots! So warm & inviting & green… I can just feel the warmth of the sand between my toes… but darn those bugs. Enjoy this fabulous weather with a yummy drink with a little tiny umbrella (so much fun, those drinks!) & swing in the balmy breeze on that beautiful hammock.
Aw, darn it anyway! I’m so hoping for a bit of warmth your way. Anyway, I was born on the 13th and it’s always been my lucky day so am hoping for the 13th wonderful luck for you with Daisy. Keeping my fingers crossed while we’re all on baby alert. 🙂
Celi, regardless of how you feel about that s – – w, it makes for outstanding photography. The second in your series looks almost zen, and your sheep… oh my, that is a great one too!
I tapped into my inner “feeler” and I kept coming back to the 13th. I’m sending positive energy that Daisy does well. I so wish I could send you some of our warmth in the south. I would share, really I would. I saw a lizard the other day, moving fast along the woodland floor. Spry as he was, I’m sure the darned snakes are just about to spring to life as well. Oh, how I do not relish the snakes! I’d share those with you too, if I could!
Be patient Celi… blissful days of warmth are not far off now.
Good morning. I wrote a comment and then my computer shut down to update, without my permission! Arghh
Your images are beautifully bleak or bleakly beautiful, whichever is most complimentary. 🙂 After doing the chores, hang out in the barn for a bit to absorb the restorative creature aura that is in the air on such a cold day. Hard for me to describe, but hopefully, you know what I mean. Winter’s grip is surely loosening. Hang in there.
p.s. I’ll take a May calendar if they aren’t already ordered and accounted for.
Can’t believe you are dealing with the snow and ice and cold yet again! 😦 I’m thinking this will be the last of it for you and you’ll be warming up soon! I must admit the pictures are beautiful though! xo
Sorry about the snow, but the shots are gorgeous. The first one looks like a drawing with a quick glance. And I voted for the full moon, because that’s what it took to get my stubborn daughter, past her due date, out.
For once we did not get any of that dreaded 4 letter word but it looks as if you got slammed with it. Keep calm and snowshoe on. Hugs and warmth coming across the miles to you.
Amen. I thought we were so close to spring but we got dumped on yesterday, too, with about four inches, which isn’t much in the big scheme of things but it was enough to send my optimism down the tubes. Thankfully, a new calf seems like just the thing to lift spirits! I’m with the majority thinking it’ll be Saturday.
It always amazes me that something so awful can be so beautiful!
Your blog becomes more beautiful every day! I LOVE what you are doing with it. Good job!