Open those doors

I hate it when the barn doors are closed, it is such a cold drafty space in there, the animals need  sunshine and air. When the big doors are open the nasty drafts are exorcised. Lots of air always wins over a little air flying in through a tiny slit in the wall. I hate that word slit.  It is such a mean little word.

And yesterday we had plenty of both. It started out a little chilly – the afore-mentioned 7F (-14C). And even though I was trudging through the snow in my Sprigged boots with my buckets of warm water for the pigs,  it just felt better with the sunshine filtering through.  pigs and peacocks

The moment I opened the doors  of the barn, after the storm had abated, all the animals streamed out like a reversed Noahs Ark into the sun – even the big birds, the peacocks,  flew out of the barn and then from roof to roof, barely touching the snow but settling into the sun on whatever roof caught their fancy.  I watched them and felt as though I were those birds, just flying –  because I could.  The turkeys were, as you can imagine, confused. I find it hard to think like a turkey.

peahen

So frustrating for our Geraldine. She is so beautiful. She is a peahen in a flock of turkeys. Poor girl. I can literally sit next to her and stroke her feathers – though as a rule birds do not like to be touched by humans – Geraldine makes an exception for me ( and maybe Amanda who was her first human and will be visiting again after Christmas).

Mr Flowers

Mr Flowers.

peacock and pigs

This is probably my favourite picture this month.

What is your favourite I wonder!?

I hope you have a lovely day.

Love your celi

46 responses to “Open those doors”

  1. Have replaced my computer background with one of Mr Flowers and two plonkers amiably sharing their world: could not be more different but show it CAN be done . . . heartwarming! When will human beings be wise enough to learn . . .? Off topic – about a third of our evening news last night led us to the unseasonable Illinois and Michigan storm . . . even worse than you described . . . blessings . . .

  2. My favourite photo of the month has to piggies in the barn observing all and hoping for treats! A short second is the focus meeting huddle with Mr flowers and his porkie pals. Do you think they are discussing Mama Celi’s new winter garb? Stay warm and out of draughts.

  3. Poor Geraldine – a peahen amongst the turkeys. My guineas have suddenly allied themselves with the ducks and when the ducks go onto the pond they sit as close as possible to the water’s edge. I hate closed up barns and love the image of your livestock streaming out. Wishing you a sunshiny day.

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