Waiting for the Milking


The afternoons are spent in a series of gentle moves that culminate in The Milking.  I put Naomi into the barn about 2pm.  She just runs straight in every time. cow in car

Her mother waits outside in the yards and we milk her about 5pm.  I usually get about two gallons which is plenty for the house hold and the animals.

sheila my big fat pig

Sheila my big fat pig waits on the other side of the barn, with her feet in her water, hoping for a little left over milk.

milking shed

The milking shed smells like essential oils, the floors are washed with lemongrass and peppermint oils mixed with water and a little Dawn (dishwashing liquid) to keep the flies out. I don’t know if theses oils actually do repel the flies but it smells just lovely. We make the oils ourselves so they are very strong and the scent lingers all day.

Aunty Del

Aunty Del always comes in at milking time and watches from her pen. She likes to  be part of the action and Our John brings her fruit.  He always cuts the apple or pear into quarters and she does not give up searching for her treats until she has had all four pieces.   Lady Astor refuses to eat fruit even when I cut them up small she will leave the apples on her plate.

cows in the pasture

I notice these things for you. When you see something of interest do you point it out to whoever is close to you. If you see a a  hawk, or a deer, a helicopter or a funny looking cloud. A rabbit or a cat in a tree. A rainbow. A shadow. Simple things. Do you point and say hey look at that! And we really don’t mind who we are sharing this vision with.  We can discuss it with a bank teller, or the girl at the check out.  A friend or your beloved.  Or the dog. We just need to feel the realness of a vision shared.

I remember when I first moved to America about eight years ago now, I saw a snake, a big one, in the compost heap. I screamed (as you would), threw the pitchfork away (as you do) , turned, tripped over the fence (literally), picked myself up and raced through the garden, up the steps and into the house to get my phone and call my daughter in New Zealand to tell her straight away that I had just seen a snake. I wasn’t afraid – I just wanted to tell her straight away.

As human beings we have a very deep need for someone else to see what we see. Feel that same delight. Connect.  Maybe if someone else sees what we see it proves that we really are here and seeing what we are seeing. I would hate to be a figment of my own imagination. I don’t like to use the word share because it has been so overused in the blogging world. But we all do love to share what we see, it is a natural thing.

A good thing.

I am lucky because I have Camera House so I can share what I see with you every day.  Maybe this is why blogging  and commenting comes so naturally to many of us.

I hope you have a lovely day,

Your friend on the farm




55 Comments on “Waiting for the Milking

  1. Am I early or you late ? I never normally get here until after a hundred other people ! This is my reward for going out to supper with a lonely girlfriend on a cold wet winter’s night, and coming home to find you !!!

  2. Connecting. I think that is the thing. It is wonderful to see or experience something. But the wonderfulness doubles when you can share it with another. Even that heart shaped cloud in the sky or the large bumble bee that chased you around the yard. We are meant to connect. It makes for a fulfilling life. ❤

  3. I love this…all of it. Thank you for the reminder to show (and talk about) the things we see. And PS I wish I had a cow. 🙂

  4. Your blog seems to me like a diary, a modern day diary that includes pictures to document the happenings at the farmy with a few memories/stories thrown in for good measure. A digital diary that you show us everyday. It is a joy. Have a wonderful day C.

  5. Can I come and be your dairymaid? A day spent gently amidst the aromas of mint, lemongrass, hay, cow and milk. Time to brush the cows and talk to them. Time to greet Sheila and give her a nice slosh of fresh warm milk. Time to milk Lady A, on a stool with the bucket between my feet, and my forehead pressed into her warm flank and the noise of munching and occasional cow flatulence. Bliss!

  6. Talk of a la carte menus!! Auntie Del and Lady Astor sound like school age kids one good with fruit and veggies and the other tight lipped and shaking her head 🙂 !

  7. your days have such a lovely rhythm- and yes we are always pointing out little events such as our Jackrabbit who for what ever reason is not afraid of us…he or she continues to much on the nearby grasses while we go about our outside projects. I guess because we are just two humans quietly moving outside.

  8. Just love that you share photos and shots from the farmy with us daily. It is a treat we all look forward to each day, that’s for sure! Sharing seems to make life’s big and small events even more wonderful! Just love Sheila’s picture today! 🙂

  9. Then you’ll be happy to hear that it’s blowing a gale and there’s hail rolling off the roof tiles and any apple blossoms that stick remained on the trees are now blowing their way toward Calais. Goodness the weather is strange! Good afternoon, c, and thank you for the charming photos today.

  10. Human need I believe, that need to be connected to someone or thing. We are not meant to be solitary creatures. I am thankful for the many connections I have made through simply tapping out words on a keyboard. You must have the most wonderful barn ever with those scents mixing with the animal smells. Can I live in your barn Miss C…

  11. You have the gift of noticing, and we have the gift of your noticings. Like you, I’m always saying “look at that” or “did you see?” But mostly Jock says “so what” or grunts into his beard. He’s not a noticer.

    That Sheila is a cheeky one! I love that picture of her waiting for milk.

    Have a lovely day,
    love, ViV xxx

  12. Where did you get your equipment to make your own essential oils? Love you stories, your blog and most of Nanny Boo!

  13. I do this too, point out things I notice, often to complete strangers who happen to be next to me. Sometimes they appreciate it, and sometimes they look at me as if I were bonkers, which makes me wonder what they DO see. Is it the same as what I see? But my “noticings” frequently wind up as Daily Gratitudes in my blog.

  14. …. and the picture of the snake? 🙂 I would have beaten you to the house by half an hour! Miss C have you heard from ChicagoJohn recently? Laura

  15. At Last! I have had the time to sit down and catch up with you!! Planting, weeding, fencing tomatoes in and pesky rabbits out..even fenced in my rose bushes after walking out one morning and finding a rascally rabbit baby cheerfully denuding my beautiful-est David Austin rose bush!! We have had rain, rain, rain. 4 inches in 3 days last week… Now it’s cool with winds from the north….but everything is growing… I’m happy to catch up with you, Miss C

  16. Sharing is the best thing – most of the joy of an experience is being able ot share it with someone and reliving the moment again.

  17. Linda andTerry are having very bad weather…does this weather pattern apply to your area as well.
    love the pics of Naomi and who could fail to cherish Sheila, a pig with personality and heart

  18. Some how barns seem so close to a religious experience. It’s the light, the animals, and the daily rituals? (Do not mention the messy part. Not ignoring it, but all is a part of life.)
    Who doesn’t run from a snake the first time? DIfficult to remember snakes will usually run away, too and you need to stand still and see which way they are headed so you don’t run the same way. A couple of funny stories about that…another day.
    Hope you have a spectacular day

      • Happens. My dad used to yell at us kids all the time as standing still is definitely against instinct. You reminded me of a very funny snake story I’ll have to write about. We didn’t have indoor plumbing – but finally a outdoor faucet where you could attach a hose from a bamboo wrapped elevated platform that functioned as a shower and I was turning the water off and on in the yard as dad was rinsing off…then there was the large rat snake leaping and chasing two smaller snake…towards the shower. I shrieked and ran for the porch steps. Dad yelled “but which way did they go?”….
        you can imagine.

        • Snake stories! And crazy scaredy cat humans! Yep! Have one of those! I once spent three years dealing with very little muscle control in my legs. To strengthen them I would go for short walks behind our house in the hay field. One early spring day I was feeling very pleased at managing about a 50 metre distance from the house … when to my GREAT dismay I realized I was standing in a ball of snakes!!! (In our area snakes curl up in balls in places like ground hog holes. They they wake up at different times … so one or more of the bigger ones drag the curled up mess of snakes up the tunnel and out into the sunshine. It takes them a while to wake up. And in the meantime they are all tied up in knots in a ball!!) Well – what I DID know about my legs was that a good shot of adrenalin or over doing my attempts at speed DROPPED me like a rock on the ground. I stood there WILLING my scaredy cat self to take deep breaths and NOT fall down to face the whole tangle up close and personal! I made it – they made it … and ever since I keep a wide berth from that ground hog hole every spring!! Ha!

  19. I agree that we all have a deep need for someone else to see what we see, or indeed a need to be needed. I think that my living alone with no relations for over 125 miles, is why I reach out and share so much online. As I have always said, on days when I cannot go out, the world comes in to me through my laptop. That same laptop allows me to walk through your meadows, celi and into the barn to enjoy the animal sounds, and watch the wonders of new life as it happens.

  20. Philosophermouse, I’m looking forward to funny stories about snakes. Sounds like oxymorons to me. The sight of a snake Emily said it well–zero at the bone.
    But lizards, chameleons –I think are pretty cute. I can’t bear the way snakes slither. I want them to have feet like everybody else.
    And Sheila’s photo is sooooo heartbreaking.

  21. I am forever outside looking, looking, looking. I am also almost always back in the house with “come see……” Last summer I think my family actually tired of watching fledgling Great Horned Owls learning to hunt in our pasture. I would sit outside until my eyes could no longer make out their shapes at all. My DD is back from college (finally!). She and I are co-mingled souls as far as the outdoors. She found me yesterday to implore me, “Come see the baby praying mantis!”. (((sigh)))

  22. I bet home made essential oils are simply gorgeous!
    I agree – things are better when shared with someone else. Thank you for sharing your lovely stories and photos. 🙂

  23. On that note, I must tell you I saw crows fishing in the Fraser River Sunday morning. They were catching fingerlings at the water’s surface and bringing them back to the quae to eat. I had never seen that before.

  24. You are so right about humans needing to share. It is a basic human instinct, I think. And you are right about it being a primary motivation for some of us who blog. It has always been my number one reason. I’ve never heard of a barn smelling of lemon grass and peppermint! What a delight! Although I love the smell of hay too.

  25. Dear One, At the behest of a dear friend, I started reading you daily some two or so months ago and I must admit that while your offerings a gentle, it doesn’t take that long for my love for you to grow. Keep writing. I am sure that your observations are having a beneficial effect on your readers. Gayle in Sacramento, California.

  26. My two most favorite scents, lemon grass and peppermint! I mix a few drops of one or the other in a mix of 1 cup sugar and 1/2 cup olive oil, loveliest body scrub ever! I, too, am a noticer. It seems there’s always and ever something nifty to see outdoors. For my John and I not a day goes by without a ‘come see’ or a ‘did you see?’ or a ‘lookit that!’. All wonderful things to be tucked away and taken out later and dwelt upon. I’m surprised I don’t get run over by a truck or tractor when I’m out on my walk!

    • I once almost crashed my car when I was driving down a street on a hot day and a very handsome pedestrian took off his shirt, just ripped it up over his head as he walked.. merciful heavens.. talk about being run over by a truck!

  27. Life is all about those moments we notice, share and/or savour for future contemplation. And so it goes on… what you see and share with us, I call the G.O. to the screen and say, look at this! Smartphones are a boon. We can snap those little things and bring home to share or send on the pics 🙂

  28. The picture of Lady A in the trunk of the car is one of my new favorites. Lovely photos as always and a very astute observation. I think that need to share is a big reason why Facebook is as successful as it is.

  29. I have truly missed my visits with you, Celi. Thank you for sharing what you see with us. It is so appreciated!

  30. Every day, I thank you for pointing out the details of your life. That’s the stuff that gets me through my day.

  31. This post really hit home with me… the way we reach out to others – connecting, using so many senses. This was a “feel good” post. 🙂

  32. I’m behind but glad I didn’t miss it entirely. There was so much here I wouldn’t know where to start. I’ve hopped over to learn about making essential oils already and I don’t know what I’d do without all the connections on WP. I learn so much and feel less isolated. Loved the photos. I love cows and pigs. 🙂

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