Yesterday was one of those pot lid days. You know the ones. When the clouds hang heavy and grey right above your head.. all day long.. but nothing terribly much happens in the meterological arena, just a lot of pot lid above your head. 
It was cold but not too cold. Windy but no more than the usual. The morning was very icy, I got out the Swedish sprigged boots so my jetlagged bum did not hit the ground.
Here is Lady Astor. She has a rather a horsey look I think. Her belt is very wide and her hocks are white. She is a gentle soul. Not at all as radical as her namesake. But still moves with dignity and breeding. A lovely cow. 
Sheila bit my hand yesterday. Through my gloves. Drew blood actually, just a little, she was quite snarly. I think she got a fright when I appeared instead of Jake. She does not like change. She settled back down immediately. But it is a good reminder that these big animals need quiet slow movements – they can be dangerous. 
Good morning. I was asked last week, by someone with a vested interest in the answer (more on that soon), what was my favourite post. As opposed to The Most Read post which is this one. (all about steaming eggs!). So here is a question for you. Maybe you can help me. Which is YOUR favourite post? What pops into your mind first. From any year.. I need help .. I simply cannot make up my mind.
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend back home on the farm,
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
110 responses to “Lady Astor”
One of mine is the day you found Boo….at the fair? I saw the post title on someone else’s blog and as I had a newish puppy, I was drawn to come and read. I remember your description of cradling him in the car and and crooning ‘little boy blue’ at him. My next favourite, or equal?…….is also very early in my reading when you were planting trees for your long time Farmy members, naming the people and trees. I so wanted to be one of them…….
I am working in the Fellowship Forest this spring.. do you want a tree? We can do that! c
that would be wonderful, yes please. let’s do it! 🙂
Oh my goodness. I feel very privileged to be asked this question. There are so many. But here are three I love: FLUX and BEING A STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND, CARRYING A LITTLE BIT OF HOME IN MY POCKET and THE STORY OF THE DAY I MET MAMA THE SHEEP. I have also found not enjoyable but infinitely moving and meaningful every single post I’ve read about the death of an animal.
The day I met Mama.. makes me sad – losing her.. That sheep taught us many things.. maybe our next Fellowship Book should be burial rites.. death is such a huge scepter in a Life.. which reminds me did I get your letter for Letters to my Baby Girls? c
No. I have been under the weight of those Big List life things. Selling and buying a house…am through the tough part for the moment…will try to write it today. Which is perfect as we are celebrating the Birthday of the “Baby” girl this weekend.
The ill wind that blew no good. It was my first insight into your blog. It communicates so much. I share it with those experiencing similar things.
Interesting that so many remember the first post you read.. I wonder whether there is serendipity at work there.. c
Hi and welcome home…..a cow with a horsey face !! I think my favorite is the laundry basket moment…….Loved the wedding photos and really enjoyed the trip !
Thank you nanster.. good to be home too.. c
“Sitting in a Laundry Basket of Fresh Washing – a story” is my favourite post. It reminds me, even today when I am sad, that this too shall pass. My favourite photo of all time, though, is the one of Boo, giving us ‘that look’. That look is what signed me up to your blog. xx
I must read that again too.. I love that memory.. thank you!.. c
Ah, Sheila, we all bite sometimes when we don’t mean to, and sometimes we forget the nuances of our loved ones, four legged or two, and rattle them unintentionally. And the ones who don’t like change take gentle handling at those times.
The Commenters Lounge has covered off many of my favorites across the varied themes. I don’t have a specific favourite, but I always enjoy the posts where you channel the words in the voices of the Farmy cast. There are many others as well where your writing is so exquisite that it just moves me, but I’m not sure in this instance that’s what you’re looking for. If any more specific post comes to my mind, I’ll let you know 🙂
I love the Lounge of Comments! Thank you Dale.. c
I remembered my favourite post… one I think of as the essence of The Farmy https://thekitchensgarden.com/2013/08/08/the-man-at-the-gate/ 🙂
Ouch! Hope your hand is ok. Sheila says she’d better get to go with you next time. Leaving her there to read your blog, and you were feeding people instead of her, where it is warm, nonetheless! 😉 Hope she’s settled again. Godot’s tail is coming along nicely.
Godot has the longest and flimsiest tail.. I hope he is fertile this coming summer.. I am looking forward to his babies!. c
Littlesundog is ‘wrong’: that one of yours is probably my favourite also plus every one of Boo being Nanny 🙂 ! And please no one else call the Duchess of Cornwall ‘horsey’ – actually methinks, alongside Diana’s boys she has been a very good and stabilizing influence in the Royal Family . . . . full of both sense and humanity!!
Have a lovely day Eha.. c
You are talking of the Fellowship Forest – did a certain tree I kept on following survive that dreaded winter?
Yes, your tree is still alive i think, though we are in deep winter so it is hard to tell, but it survived last year, grew in the summer and is a lovely strong willow.. c
Hmmph: takes after me naturally 😀 !!! Sleep well Milady . . . .and thanks for the news!!
The most memorable for me was this one: https://thekitchensgarden.com/2013/02/21/the-difficult-answer/
Oh I had forgotton about that one.. wasn’t Kupa beautiful.. and those children were wee stars.. they have all shifted to Phoenix and I do miss them.. c
Nanny Boo nurses the abandoned kitten, Marmalade
Thank you Denny. Nanny Boo and his kittens are a popular choice!.. c
You definitely can not ask me what’s your best post, because I definitely enjoy all of them. Especially any photo of your farm. It’s simply beautiful.
I remember the post you wrote about death practices, and the one about how you met John. I like the ones where you took a plunge. I’ll keep thinking about this.
Falling into the laundry basket and just staying there to weep.
Ouch! Are pig bites dangerous. I got bitten by a cat on Sunday (not one of mine — I was helping a friend give hers a pill) and am having to watch the wound for signs of infection.