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
The Kitchen's Garden 
42 responses to “Permanence – there isn’t any..”
Poor Sheila – I’m sure she’ll need some more cake 😉
A slice of farmy life and all is well. Cake for everyone! without or without aspirin. 🙂 Good morning C.
How would we know what is good if we had not experienced the bad. Happiness has a habit of coming in brief spurts . . . oft when we least expect it . . . often brought on by the simplest things . . .
Ok, it looks like we have a three-way race between Tima, Turkey and Pea Hen eggs – all within 27-30 days. Poor Sheila, love Hazels jewellery. 🙂 Laura
Love the kitty smooching Tane! I’m curious….are the peacock eggs being kept warm in the basement? If not, won’t there be a problem with them hatching?
what a to-do! There is nothing permanent in this world…we could all be gone by tomorrow, if stupid people start a war….So we live for today…yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow is out of sight….so enjoy your life roday and live this day as if it were your last!!!
Hopefully that will not be so.
Love the pics, and love the animals
When you get a second chance at life, Carpe Diem is the only way to live. You have made a fine art of it, Miss C. That Tane is a handsome devil with his thick curly black coat. I don’t blame Tima for finding him irresistible. Please, please let Tima be breeding… I went back to look at the photos of tiny Tima, and they still make my heart turn over. I wonder if baby peacocks are just as ugly as most other baby birds, or do they emerge fabulous already from the egg. I suspect we shall soon find out!!
I guess you are having a eggseptional time this month!!! 😉 Morning everyone!
Wishing you luck with those big eggs!
Christine
I love it when you brood on the meaning of life and share the results with us. Yes, kind words are vital to our well-being, and also to the Farmy Flerd.
Tima: thank your lucky stars you are not a human (9 months), a horse (11 months), or worse, an elephant (almost two years): your heaviness will soon leave you – but then a different sort of bother starts!.
Love,
ViVx
Eggs in the mail, this is a new one for me. I am intrigued as to how they arrive, how they were kept warm and all that.
Have a beautiful and happy farmy day C.
🙂 Mandy xo
Thank you so much for sharing your life. ❤
Yes, ‘life is impermanent,” that is one of the main teachings of The Buddha. And it is very, very true! Living in and relishing each moment, is so important to finding happiness and peace of mind. Just love your thoughts in today’s post Celi! And as for waiting….we thought our sows would have piglets 5 days ago…..and we are still waiting! Maybe today!!! 🙂
Your thoughts about this busy and productive life is eggzactly what I was thinking about while riding the mower yesterday afternoon. So much of what we accomplish in a day depends on the weather, or some event or something that just happened and interrupted the day. We are resilient, kicking into a lower or higher gear, and we forge forth… or, we might just come to a halt. But those wheels and cogs that are of our mind and spirit continue on however they can. Think about it; even when you were down in your back, you still did what you were able to, and you were thinking and planning and being. It is just that – BEING – in which we continue on in contentedness and joy. Happy day to you Celi! I’m heading out to get ready for the rain again! It is to rain here into next week. Oh, and Daisy deer’s udder is filling!! She always has her fawns in the rain!
Wise words indeed, and as you say a smile or a kind word helps the day along. Have a lovely day X