… like you are living the same thing each year? Over and over again. The same progression. I almost called this post Blowing Snow. I must have called twenty posts Blowing Snow in the last four or so years that we have been writing and reading this blog together. Snow falls then it blows. Often. 
Yet every time the snow blows it is different. The light is different, the temperature, the animals, the views. Every time the snow blows across the roads, hiding the sky, dancing down through the cracks in the barn to alight on the heads and backs of everyone – I even brushed snow off Geraldine the peahen this morning- it is new. Every time I am entranced. Every time I find it worthy of comment. The snow, the wind, the bird.
And Alex’s udder. She should not have long teats swishing about under there and getting longer and how often have we watched an heifers udder swell, or a pigs udder swell, do you remember Mama the sheep, Marmalade, Daisy: years we have done this – worrying about me going away, worrying about everything being alright worrying about the due date, the weather, the milk. Ticking our readiness off on our fingers, consulting the diary again and again. Every time is different but the same. 
Everything is new every day. I HATE it when I hear people say “Been there Done that”. In that bored voice. I want to growl at them. Or bite their arms. It is so cruel. Because it smacks down anothers enthusiasm for life. Because we all experience every day differently. Even if it is the same day over and over. No-one has been where you are now or done what you do. No-one.
In fact this is the very premise that this blog is dedicated to. The same farm, the same girl, the camera and one day. Every day. Even when nothing much happens at all – which is often – you and I comment on the ordinary and we always find something new. We are endlessly entertained. 
Good morning. Yesterday we had blowing snow. Just a little snow fell in the night then it blew so hard and so high I could not see the sun. The blowing wind was cold but once it had died I shooed everyone out into the sun. And that felt better! I carried buckets and buckets of water to the truck and drove it across the Way to the West barn for the cows and pigs and chickens there, twice. Then carried buckets and buckets of water to the cows and pigs and birds here, twice. But that’s OK it is only while we are below freezing and next month when I scale a cliff in Australia with my daughter I will have good muscles! The wrong muscles for climbing but muscles never the less!
I hope you have a lovely day,
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
62 responses to “Do you ever feel …”
Sheila’s awfully close to the little pigs at feeding time 😉
What a ravishing colour Sheila is in the sun – she’s a true auburn. The twins are much more chocolatey. And beautiful Alex with her luminous eyes and thick, lush sunbleached locks. I will never tire of hearing the routine, the day to day, the blowing snow and the buckets carried. Never stop, Miss C, never stop.
I agree!
Me too. Never stop!
Make that three agreed!
Make that four. I know how the days can seem the same, yet they aren’t really, there’s always something just a little different. Sheila is so gorgeous.
I agree with you! Same chores every day, different each and every day. Wondrous even during “inclement” weather! Hope you have a lovely day.
oh oh hope that udder contains itself for another 6 weeks – at least. The snow changes your landscape completely, every time. Laura
Ah yes, Groundhog day. Repeated over and over for deeper appreciation. So many opportunities to see the full magic and majesty of life. I often feel that way too. But then something changes, just one little thing and everything is different. You are so right. We never step in the same moment twice. I have never seen your “blowing snow” so it was all new to me. 🙂 Thanks for sharing it. Have a marvelous day too.
I totally agree. It’s like we need to find the Extraordinary in the Ordinary, right? 🙂
So true! And to realize that every moment of the Ordinary is precious and open to wonder and joy! That is something to be mindful of, for sure! 🙂
To re-inforce your message: https://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2015/05/28/the-poetry-of-every-day/
If I ever say “been there, done that” it is in fellow-feeling over something troublesome or irritating, it is definitely NOT a putdown.
Keep warm,
love,
ViV xox
Please tell us about the ?lemons? on the stove in the last photo. 🙂
Ha! I wondered too, but I thought they were oranges…. what is she doing with oranges (or perhaps lemons?) in a pan on the stove…. hmmmm 🙂
YES! I am boiling them. To make an almond flour cake. I am creating it for my daughters birthday cake. Still working on it though. These are oranges but the cake lacked depth (taste wise) so next time i am going to use three oranges and a lemon, then see. You boil the oranges, mash them to a pulp then make the cake – stand by! c
Oooh! Waiting with baited breath for the whole story!
Sending you a recipe by email…
I have a good recipe that I have I used for years. I use Meyer lemons but you could use oranges or a mixture of oranges and lemons instead. http://www.sunnycovechef.com/lemon-almond-cake.html
Oh my, you got lots of snow there ! Hah, it’s the first real snow for Geraldine and for the twins too… I so love fresh fallen snow, a white blanket lain all over together with a blue sky and the sun sparkling on every tiny snow cristal. Heavenly. I get a deep feeling of a very clean air and atmosphere. And that white blanket covers and softens all the little imperfections you normally see. It’s got something like holy pureness (oh, maybe my own wording 🙂 ?). Snow makes a completely new world. For a while… . We have a stormy day today, no snow at all.
Beautiful shot of Sheila and the twins – it looks so peaceful, all three munching together, united… And I love the kitchen pics – looking at them gives me a warm and comfortable feeling…
Enjoy your day, Celi!
Want to add something…
Watching the pigs again and again. – Khalil Gibran with his words On Marriage comes to my mind:
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Does anybody remember? Great how you manage that with the pigs, Celi. They obviously are enjoying and are very content on that. That way they’re able to stay close. Each to his own. Love it.
I like the ordinary. Then you know everybody is ok. Ha ha growl or bite their arm! If I remember rightly didn’t you bite someone on a plane or did I dream it? Have a lovely day 😀
No I bit him alright! I wonder if i can find that story again – I love rereading the old stories.. c
I agree and I see at least one chicken is in a warm bath! The smell of food cooking when you come in the house is always welcome. Small pleasures add up.
Wise words, even in the most mundane task there is always some nuance that changes the picture. Good reminder to keep eyes and ears open and acknowledge how unique the world, and life, really is.
there is nothing ordinary if you truly stop look and listen. Your photo of the oranges in the pan on top of the wood stove (?) is so beautiful-just like a painting.
Well the way Miss Ann looks at this.Is if I get up each day wow I made it,Snow or no snow I am here to see the snow.
I love the daily tasks… to me they are important in my “stewardship” to the land and animals… to family and friends. To be productive and have purpose in life is admirable… those ordinary daily tasks are important to all who are affected. But to see or detect the subtle nuances of each day… of each task, from day to day – that’s where the real gift is experienced.