You know how you think about stuff as you work.
Well, the idea of permanence has been wandering about in my head. How I have this list of stuff that I want to do and then when it is all done I have this idea that the I will be DONE and then things will be good and perfect. In fact everything will be permanently perfect and I will go off and lay on a lawn chair and paradise will descend.
Except it won’t because paradise is a momentary respite. It is like sublime. Pure oxygen. It would make you mad. Too much will send you over the edge. Life is simply a progression of a delicious day following another. We strive to improve. And this is good. Every pile of compost counts. Every day is its last day. You won’t get it back. 
What we strive for on the farmy is day to day, hour to hour achievements. Small goals met. Small animals trained to ride in wagons. Small steps to the self sufficient goal. The goal of feeding ourselves good food.

Big pigs cajoled out of bed with three aspirin in a piece of 10 egg pound cake because all the damp makes the arthritis throb so. That was a great achievement.
Or a draft free creep made for miniature pigs, just in case someone has babies when it is cold. Though I doubt it. Someone is going to make us wait.
It is the kind word of a friend who says to me – you enjoy what you do which lets us enjoy it too. And I do. En Joy. Kind words are so important. We should all say at least one kind word – for no apparent reason or gain – a day.

Last night Lady A milked perfectly without kicking once. She raised her foot, I said, No and she put her foot back down again. After a while Our John wandered off and chatted with Aunty Del.
After more cake Sheila was up and about by late afternoon. Tima has taken to waddling along then suddenly sitting down, straight onto her bottom, heavy. Oh, I know how that feels I tell her. No you don’t, she huffs as she drags herself back up.
The turkey eggs have been dispatched. One to three days until arrival the email says. And I have quite the collection of peacock eggs waiting in the basement. Today I will start the incubator. This is going to be exciting. Hatching big eggs is a bit trickier than the little hens eggs. I’m up for it.. are you ready?
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm
celi






42 responses to “Permanence – there isn’t any..”
Oh, so thoughtful! Also very spiritual. I remember, as a kid, my dad telling us the only sure things in life were death and taxes. We all thought it was a joke but I suspect now that he was making an attempt at preparing us for a future of nothing being forever. At such a young age I lacked the eyes to see that. It’s true, youth is wasted on the young. How different things would be today had I been mindful of this concept long ago. On the other hand, taxes are a necessary evil and death is simply a birth to something different… so not all is lost, I suppose.
So, yes, grasp the moment and, as Auntie Mame was wont to say, “Live! Live! Live!” Take note, she also said, “Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!”
Hope your day has been a great one! ~ Mame 🙂
“Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!” I love your Auntie Mame – were you named for her?
Miss C – you are too young!! Look up 1956 Patrick Dennis hugely famous book of same name and the absolutely wonderful film adaptation of 1958 with Rosalind Russell – same name!! Methinks you would enjoy!!!! Sorry – the benefits of years passing . . . 🙂 !
heh heh … yes, dear Cec, check out an early to mid-50’s film by the name “Auntie Mame”, and starring, as noted, the wonderful Rosalind Russell. It is still available to be rented… if folks still rent films these days — and it is a delightful, feel-good, sort of film — and the line quoted is from the movie. I would LOVE to be Auntie Mame. Truth is, I am a Penelope… and, when very small, my sister couldn’t get that mouthful out and it came out as Mame. Hence, it stuck and here I am… lol
Delightful on both counts.. I do rent movies on occasionly, I shall put this one my Occasion list!
Love your take on this. Such wise words.
I hope you have the best day too .. What a great person you are! Thanks for sharing so much ..
Kind words mean so much – even a little word can make a world of difference. You, miss c, are a bloody marvel.
Wouldn’t the world be a better place if everyone practiced a kindness a day? I hope the weather improves so Sheila can feel better. I love Tane’s cute turned-up nose. A wagon with a goat–every kid will want one of these!
At least one kind word a day? That’s hardly enough. But then so many can’t find one. I want to spend my remaining years saying only kind things. Life is as delicious as we make it. I have a great recipe. Loved Mame19’s take on it. I love to see the photos of all the animals. I would have a hard time not cuddling them.
I cuddle them all the time.. maybe not Lady Astor though..