My second Farm Stay visit was as successful as the first. This is indeed a wonderful idea. And now Allison has gone back to her real life. And I forge ahead after a wonderful week of help and company and laughter in amongst the sadness of losing Mama, and Daisy with her injury.
Even though Daisy and I are still struggling along trying to close the gash in her teat, life on the farm must go on. Though the largest animal and the pivot, she is only one of the animals in my care. 
This morning at 4am. I packed up the first fifty meat chickens for their trip to the Amish Poultry Processing Locker a couple of hours from here. A local woman is taking them in for me in her truck.
Deb one of my darling Fellowship (who you often see commenting) is going to pick them up for me tomorrow, bring them here and then take a load of good fresh pasture raised chickens back to her freezer as well. Not having a truck in working order is something we must work on at some point. However I have kind people with large vehicles who help and I am very grateful. And my cooking oil car is still zipping along. Just not big enough for 50 chickens in big wooden crates.
Now that the ark is empty, these guys, the Cornish Cross will be transported to the pasture. I am sure this will make them very happy. They are getting very active now and need the space and the food. They are finally getting feathers and are looking less like white crabs every day.
Daisy is still trucking along, but very annoyed about her second grade hay. However her milk production is dropping fast. Aunty Del is annoyed too as her milk is being reduced too.
Sheila never gets annoyed.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy
celi
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40 responses to “Alone Again”
way up in the first few comments you said ‘ I will rest in the winter’…Remembering past winters you will be wrestling with the cold, the snow and the ice just like last year. REST is not even in your curriculum…. The doors that would not stay shut ., springs to mind, sloshing around in gum boots, sliding on ice….I would like to think that ‘you rest’ and where you get your energy from is beyond me.
Just reading of your manic life sends me in a twizzle….but do try to have a time of rest..one day.
love to Daisy and her boobies, and a big cuddle for Sheila,,,everyones favourite pig….but also to the dogs and the chooks and to you and all other farmy animals
Maybe we could pass Sheila around to the Fellowship…each one of us gets to keep her for awhile then ship her off to the next Fellow…although I doubt Shelia would be very fond of that! 🙂 I hear that hammock calling your name Cinders!
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I recently saw a pile of wooden crates for sale in a store as “decorative”. Had to giggle over that.
Good friends and neighbors who help in a pinch are worth their weight in gold.
(Oh today’s post has some pictures of East TX area that you might enjoy…I’m so visual, local pictures like you backyard collections just add so much when you read blogger’s posts.)
Hope all goes well today – and everyday (I can and shall hope that)
The last photo is a gem! Happy co-existence. I had fun reading a post from a year ago on the Farmy…I’m not sure how I got there, but it was a delightful read. The rhythms of life with your work and the animals cycle in a lovely pattern. Hope you have a great day.
You’re alone, but you’re never alone. And I hope never lonely. I agree with all the every-one-needs-a-girl-like-Shiela
comments. Everyone does. And, yes, that last photo is great. Hope Daisy does better today. x
You are right, often alone, but never lonely.. c
I’m pleased to hear all round the farm stay is successful – I’ve enjoyed Allison’s perspective and pics on her blog too, and the other collaborative efforts involving big trucks too. You accomplish an incredible amount on your own but sometimes more hands, and wheels, make the job easier. And yes, some time spent in your garden would be wonderful 🙂
We should all be Shelia…why get upset…it never does any good.
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
I have to get Sheila to exercise more.. she does nothing but sleep and poor Poppy is getting bored out of her mind!.. c
OH that Sheila!!! Unflappable. You mean wrestling with the winter, don’t you? My muscles ached just reading about you slogging thru all that snow and slush and frozen barn doors and icy nose. (shudder). What shall you do for raw milk when Daisy dries up? Poor Sheila will be annoyed then.
It will be sad not to have the raw milk.. I cannot digest pasteurised milk.. but there are a few places around here that i can buy it ..
Pasteurized milk is a dead product, anyway. I can’t even buy any raw milk around here. Have you thought about a couple of dairy goats to tide you over? Their milk is so healthy and makes wonderful soap, too, not to mention the cheese. Or, since you love exotic animal breeds, how about some dairy sheep? Now, that is some really good cheese!
John always makes jokes about getting goats, but you know what Shakespeare said, ‘many a true word said in jest’ or something close to that.. The problem is I do not like goat meat and to get milk, you must have a kid. But I LOVE goats cheese, oh just imagine.. c
What a lovely face from Sheila!
Wishing you resilience amidst losses and trials.
Sheila and Ton can always be counted on, can’t they?