This is the time of year when your day starts cold so you eat a hot breakfast, dress for the weather and go outside and then later in the morning, and layer at a time, you peel off your clothing leaving little pools of discarded colour like a trail of breadcrumbs to follow back home. Then later in the afternoon it begins to get cool again so you go in search of each layer but where is that jacket? Where was it that you ripped that top off and hung it in a tree – which tree – and was it a tree or a post or possibly on a bale of hay?
Sigh. Best I get up in the morning and just walk about putting on any of the items of clothing that I find.
I am always losing my clothes, and my phone and my sunglasses.
The plonkers have arrived. Four of them – they are Berkshires. Not pretty but that’s ok. No pig is as pretty as a Hereford piglet in my humble opinion. So these Berkshires will do for the first wave.
The pig farmer told me that a lot of farmers out here had trouble breeding their sows this winter.
No-one is sure why. So maybe Poppy just got involved in a bad year.
Poppy is relieved. The pressure is off her. Now she can focus on Autumn.
Now up and off to work for me. We are getting busy now. Lots of animals depending on me.
Lady Astor put herself in the barn last night but even though her udder is a very respectable size and she is quite floppy in the rear – I don’t think she is quite ready. I still think five more days.
Maybe today I will take photos of her from four different angles and you can guess too. Most of you have been watching cows get to this stage in my pictures for years!
OK out I go. Though I cannot find a THING TO WEAR!
Love celi
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68 responses to “I lost my clothes”
I love a Berkshire Black, myself. Berkshire is the county in the south of England where I was raised, and where I first made the acquaintance of this breed of pigs, ranging freely in the fields where the wheat had just been harvested. I learned the expression of pure bliss on a piggy face when you scratch them, and the soft delicacy of piglet skin when they are not yet weaned. Those days are long gone, but I still love my Berkshires….
Lovely Kate. now you can watch these grow for a little while.. c
Kate, you wrote so beautifully that I almost felt as if I were walking through the harvested wheat fields with you…and scratching a happy piggy!!
I have cuddled more than my fair share of warm, wriggly piglets. They don’t smell of anything much when free ranging, maybe a bit muddy, and those little faces are full of mischief. Celi’s farming takes me back to that place and time when animals had dignity and earned respect because of their contribution to our lives.
Berkshires are sweet-tempered and also very tasty! We used to get feeder piglets that were either Berkshire/Large Black or Berkshire/Tamworth crosses. All lovely, but my favorites were the Berkshire/Large blacks. Playful and very friendly.
So far they are deeply terrified – they are being haunted by chickens and cats – everyone is staring! But I do hear the Berkshires are gentle to manage. Do you remember that the boar that had the terrible fight with Sheila was a Berk. A Beserk Berk! c
You know, I don’t think I ever had pigs on my fantasy farm … but now Plonkers would probably be one of the first purchases 🙂 You have turned a lot of us into pig farmers. I have scrolled back a couple of times to look at your breakfast …. those orange free range yolks are enviable. Laura
Aren’t they startling – their eggs are SO bright at the moment and I am getting 20 a day in anticipation of fattening the pigs so all good! c
Dear Lady Godiva…when you find your clothes…i hope you have a splendid day. Personally i think all pigs are pretty..i am sure that their mother thought so too. Love P
Thank you P. I was lucky to get piglets they are in short supply this year.. c
Those piglets are gorgeous – let’s hope they grow well and taste great when the time ever comes. That first food shot is fabulous….thought it was one of Roger Stowell’s!
Inspired by Roger – he loves the colour of messy yolks too.. c
ooooh I know exactly what I’m having for breakfast tomorrow – ANZAC DAY ❤ I am drooling already! lol
Those plonkers are simply adorable! ❤
Love the pic of the bird in tucked-in-wings flight behind Marmalade {Or one of her babies? I can never tell 🙂 }
I think that is LuLu the old girl on the farm – she is a lovely cat who does not like to be patted – she is happy just to be close.. c
Ahhh LuLu! You sound like my kinda cat! I’m allergic and most cats seem to sense it and want to climb all over me! haha
Breakfast looks scrumptious! I have certain places I put my jacket when I remove it while I work. Here in the south we don’t have to wear so many layers. It’s more about placing the jacket or wind breaker somewhere that the wind won’t take off with it! I walked with Daisy deer yesterday morning. She’s toting a big belly and is an eating machine! I expect by the end of May we’ll have fawns running around again. I’m being hopeful the predators stay away this time.
Dear Daisy. She is such a deer. I love knowing she is walking with you.. c
Have a happy Sunday, dear Celi and all!
Morning Irmi! Hope all is well in your world darling girl.. c
Thank you very much, Celi, for your request: All is well so far. – Can’t take my thoughts off of the Farmy, still must check regularly how everything is. It was such a nice and wonderful experience and time I had with you and all… Won’t forget you.
Oh Celi. You need a butler. An organic farm lady’s butler. Someone to follow you with your clothes and your phone and your deliciously good humor if in case you should misplace that too. I love your blog. I wish I could lighten your load somehow. I think the plonkers are quite cute, especially that one with his front paw raised in such a cunning way.
I DO need a butler. Yes i do. Preferably tall and handsome of course!
don’t we all need a butler that meets that description
Those Berkshires look cute to me – if you named plonkers you could honour the royal family – Windsor Castle is in Berkshire 😉
Maybe take a picture of yourself in the morning and train the dogs to go find the items in the picture! I can’t imagine you have any free time for training. I think the Berkshires are a nice looking pig. Can’t name them if they are destined for the table. That would make every bite sad. Good luck with your day.
I think today will be a good one! c
Berkshires are a nice looking pig. Maybe you need a rucksack or little packs on the dogs to put spare garments in as you shed them. And if your shedding that much, wear sunscreen🤗
Don’t worry i am the sunscreen Queen though my skin does not burn nearly as fast here as it is does in New Zealand.. c
I leave layers of clothes around in various places for far different reasons —menopause. Ugh. Lovely plonkers and that breakfast is making me drool.
Morning Beth Ann – the yolks are just SO yellow – almost iridescent. c
I’ve never owned a pig (yet) but I think they’re adorable anyway, lol. Hope you stumble on some clothes!
I did – a whole basket full that I took off the clothese-line and forgot to bring INSIDE! mercy I am absentminded.
I know the feeling! I’ve got a basket on the porch right now I forgot to hang out yesterday! Speaking of… Maybe I should go hang those up, lol!
Me too! Out we must both rush to the line!
Got mine out. It was a small load.
Save yourself the trouble and just wear a bale of hay. It works for Shelia, you know.
Ugly plonkers are for the best. I do love their sturdy little legs. Seriously. They’re like little rhinos!
Oh yes – so they are.. yesterday was the first time they had ever been outside they lived on very comfy mats.. in a very clean house but lay in the sun today like happy lambs.. c
They will have the best life there on the farmy.