And now the fun starts!
Sunday lunch is our favourite meal. Yesterday we were joined by Kim who drove up from Texas for a few weeks. So we delved into my new book and cooked empanadas, domino potatoes, and later in the evening we made butter to go with our Chapa Bread.
Oh Life is good.
While we were eating pregnant Poppy went under the fence and visited the cows. She is really looking pregnant now and you think that would slow her down but oh no. 
Not our Hop and Pop Poppy. (Drinking from her new spigot).
We tried to get Tima to lie down so we could trim her nails but she was having none of it.
The goats talked their way into the barn. They are always so quiet in the barn.
Unlike Mr Flowers who spent hours chasing Godot until they were both heaving exhausted. They were flying back and forth, back and forth between the rafters up in the Gods of the barn. Then Mr Flowers walked into the Peacock Palace to rest, so I dropped what I was doing and raced up the ladder to shut him in there. They will kill each other in this heat with that behaviour PLUS Mr Flowers has been seen eating the Flowers of the zucchini plants. THE FLOWERS! So, he can cool his heels in The Palace for a while.
Herding chickens is like herding cats.
I realised today that I have always had trouble telling clockwise from anti clockwise. And I can never remember which tap is the hot tap or the cold tap without looking for the letters or colours on the top of the tap. I always check to make sure where reverse is on the gear stick before putting the car in gear. Though I intuitively know which way an animal will turn and hear the sounds of trouble in the yard before anyone else and can smell if an animal is in distress. I still cannot remember whether the switch up is on or off. Aren’t people funny.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm
celi
ps here is a shot I took for Fede’s Mum. I call it Gentleman Farmer – note the stick. I don’t usually shoot in a portrait format for the blog. But this image begged. Lots of love. c
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36 responses to “Food, Friends and Runaway pigs”
The gentleman farmer is very handsome, even from the back. His Mom will be so proud. The potatoes are BEAUTIFUL as well. So funny your blog. How you can zoom from some stacked potato slices to the backside of an Argentinian man and it all works perfectly. Poetry in blog motion.
If I had a son who had to go halfway around the world for an adventure, I would be incredibly grateful to know that someone as kind and loving as you was keeping an eye on him. You’re absolutely wonderful, you know that, right? 🙂 xxx
Great shot of Fede. I know his mom will be happy to have him home soon. Ditto Celia’s comment, above.
What a lovely relaxed Sunday feel, which I’m trying to absorb by osmosis as it’s workaday Tuesday in my world.
Love hearing from Kim about her visit 🙂
When I still ate potatoes I remember making a version of the domino ones, called Hasselback potatoes . . . same way as Grannymar makes them . . . . Yes, I love Fede’s ‘gentleman’ photo also . . . . am glad that Kim has joined you – Fede’s returning home will be easier . . . . .
Great shot of Fede. It appears one of his wings is trying to escape. In flip flops no less. His mother will love it.
Great portrait 😃
I love how you always show so much care for the moms of your young guests.
I think you’ll miss that Gentleman Farmer when he’s gone.
I am having a lot of fun browsing through your recents posts!