Someone has a milk mustache.
I once nursed a very old lady called Maisy. I was very young – in my teens – dressed all in white, working in an old folks home. She was very old, round with sparse white comb over hair and wore green nightgowns. I always thought she looked a bit like a kind but sharp tongued frog. She thought I looked like a candle.
I walked into her room one morning at the start my shift and she called to me.
“What is the weather like out there this morning?”
“It’s raining,” I said, coming across. “Pouring down.”
“Well.” she said, leaning forward so I could raise her bed for breakfast. “It would look bloody silly if the rain was Pouring Up, wouldn’t it? Pass me my teeth, girl. And my glasses, no, no, not those ones – the other ones. Yes, much better, now I can see you. Good God, girl, what happened to your hair?!”
I can’t tell you how often Maisie and I went through this exact same routine.
Yesterday it poured down. Almost the whole day. By 10 am my hair was a mass of dripping curls. Maisie would have been thrilled. But the days work had to proceed, just not in the garden. I fed and cleaned and moved muck to and fro. Planted trees and more raspberries. We moved Aunty Del and Carlos the Tiny to a new field across the way. They are knee deep in grass and very happy about it.
Naomi and Difficult were happy to see company but are not allowed to visit with the bull of course so I hope everyone is respectful of my fences.
Alex and her baby are now next door to Lady Astor in the home paddocks. Lady A is still swanning about with her hard round udder full of 4 quarters of concrete swinging about as though it were a separate entity from the cow altogether but the cow completely relaxed and enjoying the cool wet weather.
Everyone else hid inside from the incessant rain. Even the tough little kunekune slept in their upturned fish tank with the hole cut out of it. (Should have let these sleeping pigs lie).
So all in all a very quiet day really.
Nice.
My next pair of Woofer Workers in Residence come on the 13th of May. Until then there will be family. Which is good as I can take a break from organising people, weed, and get the summer systems of work in order. We have a lot of young people to look forward to this summer and everything is better if I have all the systems in place and all the stores in.
I hope you have a lovely day.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
52 responses to “Pouring Up”
some day you should show us a selfie- especially a pouring down selfie!
Alex and her baby are so sweet. The baby has a very funny expression…a bit defiant, irreverent. Does he/she have a name? Or will he/she remain unnamed? Love the Maisie story.
Alex’s baby is a heifer and her name is Txiki – pronounced Chickie. It is a word from the Basque Country meaning Little.
I like the pig’s two bottom teeth … but then I like pigs – my father was a pig farmer.
Am grinning that I am obviously not the only one in the Lounge who reads post, rushes to Mr Google, and comes back all smiles and heaps more wise 🙂 ! If you do it daily ’tis amazing the knowledge you actually do make your own!!! Oh, Chikie’ is agrowin’ fast . . .
Txiki is lovely. c
Yes, Miss C, I know Miss C, I really should not take the ‘easy’ way out 🙂 !! I have misspelt words and hate it!!! And I know no Basque 🙂 !! But would love to be there to give both Mom and babe a big rub . . . well, by the time I made it, two babes and two Moms . . .
Not tonight though I think. This is the calmest Mama cow on the planet tonight.
How were you when your No 5 ‘popped out’ : ? Can’t believe it if you say ‘fussed’ 🙂 !! ‘Catching’ methinks . . . and absolutely wonderful!!!!
I miss the whole birth… crap… I’m gonna go back and ‘catch up’. Turns out a broke my ankle… For the past few years I’ve been banging myself up pretty badly… separated shoulders, broken wrists, sliced open fingers…. and now this. I had just finished washing down all the outdoor furniture, which one of my sons had help me put out ’cause we were planning a big party yesterday due to the visit of my other son and his family. I was so very pleased with myself and went to throw out the soapy water…. stepped the wrong way on a big stepping stone, when ‘ass over tea kettle’ and heard a snap.. followed by instant pain. In any event – we had one hell of a time at the party yesterday … and I had a balloon for a foot by 10:00 last night. And that’s why I missed the birth.. I’m sooo excited to see that adorable, sturdy calf. Congratulations!!!!
No calf yet cecile – we are still waiting. c
I realized I was confused when I went back to the days I’d missed. You’ll just have to resort to a ‘C section’ (only kidding…) ; o )
That milk mustache is fabulous. I love it.
It is pouring down here right now (evening) and some pretty serious thunder.
I love thunder.. c
I haven’t commented in a long time, but have to. This made me laugh out loud. About the hair!
Perfect timing. We are on vacation at the ocean and my hair… Well, let’s just say it’s seen better days! Ha!