Oh don’t you hear me say THAT often. Well, in a good year. All things being equal. If no-one gets sick, if we have enough rain at the right time, if we have enough sun. But I forget there is no Good Year: every year is just a year, every season – another season. Always changing. 
We work endlessly to try and get everything perfect – silly me.
The light yesterday evening was so golden that this little calf (Pin Head who was so sick that a few weeks ago I had to hold her head up for four times a day for four days to feed her) is eating grass at speed.
Difficult Bobbi laughs as she races about the field kicking up her heels. They all still cough after drinking their milk -they drink slowly – with lots of breaks but still they cough. But once their stomachs settle they are off into the grass.
Little is now the strongest and most vigorous. No coughing from him.
So really this year is a regular year, we have had and will continue to have problems but as I watched those calves leap about the fields running just because they could, kicking their back legs up high in an awkward movement that collects joy straight from the air and exuberantly explodes it outwards, I saw that perfect moment and knew that this is what makes a good year. You don’t need many of them. You just have to recognise them.
In a good year.
Love your friend on the farm,
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
40 responses to “In a Good Year”
Your skill lies in recognising and celebrating those moments, and thankfully, sharing them with us. Have a Good Day. xxx
Gosh, that is so true. So true.
Agree wholeheartedly. 🙂 Little … has stolen a piece of my heart.
Wonderful words!!! I really appreciate your take on what you see and do every day!!
Amen :-).
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Wonderful to see the happiness in this post and in the farmy folk. Apologies, but I stole Difficult Bobbi’s picture and some of your words to make a Haiga – https://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2015/09/06/hope/
Lotsof love,
ViV xox
You know you can steal any image any time! – no apologies needed! c
So true about how we tend to compare the years, the summers and winters especially. But stepping back to say that each year is a good year is definitely the best way to enjoy each and every one! xo
Recognition…that is the key and so often missed among all the things that we view as wrong, or bad, or off-place. I am so guilty of this non-recognition syndrome. It overwhelms and undermines and fills days with negativity and getting out of the habit is hard. This blog helps me focus, reminds me that good happens, and that happy is still possible.
Those running calves are the dearest, truest, most joyful creatures I’ve ever seen. Makes me so happy to be alive.
You’ve worked wonders with those calves! Sheila looks so big next to Poppy – I didn’t realise she was so much larger 🙂
Yes Sheila is still the winner as the biggest and the most gentle.. Bless her.. c
Good job she didn’t get into Manu’s field – he would have been terrified 😉
Every year has it’s good days- you are so patient and kind!
I try to be patient but I love people who are kind.
I could feel the joy coming right out of the screen from the gamboling calf. Enjoy your Sunday.
It life it is always best to take the joy! We will always work on the rest, but to see the joy and relish it is the gift.
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
Glad they are looking so good. Are they all together? The picture of Sheila and Poppy shows the difference between them. Poppy is a nice sized pig. Sheila is Hugh!
The three calves who belong to my friend are over at the West barn. Little is here in the home paddock with Naomi. c