Yesterday. The ribbons of green that had begun to wind themselves around the fields were covered in snow.
Yesterday. My old Carhart jacket that has served me well for years and lay across my back for this entire terrible winter, and just as we plummeted back into the 20’s, broke its zipper. Slopped its dripper. Spat the dummy.
Yesterday. I was digging out the North door so I could shut it in a snow storm FROM the North with a flapping jacket, and the fork broke. Digging out the North door with the Handle of a fork in a snow storm, from the North in Spring, resulted in me saying some rude words. Queenie raised her eyebrows and then her tail and made her own rude statement.
Yesterday Daisy’s mastitis returned worse than ever.
Yesterday I discovered the bodies of two dead and gutted elderly chooks. Killed by something nasty. This has never happened in my chook house before. I said nothing at all.
Yesterday, I only took one photograph.
Yesterday my horizon was crooked.
So, I am going to look forward to warmer weather. I am going to retire my ripped and worn out jacket without a zip. I am going to buy a new handle for my favourite fork. I am going to continue Daisy’s massage and milking three times a day, be grateful that she is not kicking and cycle through my stack of mastitis remedies, creating a protocol that will drop this chronic mastitis to an occasional rumble and at the same time I am going to finish the new Fort Knox chicken tractor and move the chickens into their summer premises and out into the fields early.
The crooked horizon is just going to have to wait ’til i have time.
But first: I am going to have a cup of coffee.
I hope you have a good, busy, lovely day
Love your friend on the farmy
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
77 responses to “Ribbons”
I hope today is much better for you. We are supposed to have freezing rain this morning, ugh.
Some days are just like that hey C. Sorry I wasn’t there to bring you a cuppa to warm you up.
Have a happier farmy day today.
🙂 Mandy xo
Yesterday was a Monday. Today will be better, it is Tuesday. 🙂
I am especially sorry about the old chooks. Hope you can repair the old coop as well. The something nasty will return.
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Ah, I’m sorry girl, those kind of days are indeed just crooked… today is a new day!
Better make that coffee extra strong, heck have two cups 🙂 Is it anyway possible that Daisy might be having an allergic reaction to either food or cleaning material – or even the bag balm, that in turn may cause the Mastitis? City Girl musings here. Hope Tuesday brings back the warmth and better things. Laura
on days like yours, the best thing is to give in to a good cussing event. ,try to see how many inapropiate words you can string together in highly imaginative ways.
it helps
but if anyone drops in on you during event, they may think you are completely insane
i learned this trick from my hymm singing great uncle who lived next door when i was child
i nearly got beat to death for asking my holey roller parents what several of the words ment
they were not amused
A smidgen of snow here too!!! I’m surprised they haven’t closed the schools!!! Cancelled my farm day and will probably stay in, looking out, knowing this white stuff will end sometime soon!!!
Everybody has crappy days. You have a good outlook- I tend to wallow in mine.
Oh, my my my. It’s hard this work, this life, this dream of yours. I had lunch with a Japanese director in New York some years back, who said these few words over sake (it was his toast, in fact): “The struggle is everything.” And so it is.
Ah yes, now that is a toast worth repeating..wonderful, thank you charlotte.. c
I will have to put that one up at work! Love it!
What a wonderful reminder.
Oh what a horrinle day. You manage to put things into perspective but still….shit 😦 Sending you some rays of Andalucian sunshine and a big hug 🙂
Thank you tanya, the sun has come out this morning too and it is melting the snow and ice as we write.. phew!.. c
It was a very dark time in my life that caused me to come up with the phrase, “Just make the coffee.” It is the first step toward moving. Hopefully forward.
Works for me.. hope yours is as strong as mine! c
Dear Celi, I think you need a smile today.
I met a little old lady well on in years, who had spent all her life in a very small village in the \North East of England.She lived out her latter years in a home, with former neighbours and friends around her. The wall of Alzheimer’s locked them out of her memory. A stalwart member of her local Methodist Chapel for many a long year, she spent her days smiling at everyone that came her way and sang at the top of her voice. Hymns. Yes. Hymns with different lyrics.
The new lyrics were all colourful cuss words, and nobody knew where she ever learned them!
So be careful. Very, very careful! 😉
Oh you are right! That certainly made me laugh, how absolutely delightful! thank you Grannymar.. c
Man. Been there. It sucks. I just took a deep breath… realized that that was yesterday & that today the planned & the unplanned are already working better. Exhale.
Oh Celi, old good friends like your jacket can be repaired – broken zippers CAN be replaced! Wish I lived near enough to you to make doing it for you quick and easy!