I am SO looking forward to milking. Homegrown milk is the wheel that houses our spokes.
Almost all the animals will drink her milk. including me. And all those wonderful things we make with the milk and cream. Oh cream! It’s been too long. But still we wait.
All of us.
Her milk will feed us all. Soon we hope.
I am going to say the watched pot never boils then I am going to say patience is a virtue. Then I am going to say a bad word.
And I am a naturally patient person. Resolved. Resolute. Patient. We are getting an awful lot done while we wait.
Well, some of us are.
And I hope you have a lovely day.
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
34 responses to “Resolute”
I could get into milking myself for cheese!
I’ve been really interested in getting a Dexter cow ever since you started talking about the breed — seems like the perfect size for my little family. And our neighbors know somebody in the next town along who breeds them! But it’s still a “someday” idea, for now. Being able to supply our own dairy products just seems like the logical next step, though! Right now, I’m eagerly counting down the days until my first broody hen (sitting on seven eggs) might hatch some chicks. I’ve been too nervous to candle them to see if they’re growing — don’t want to disturb the mama and put her off the idea of sitting on the nest. But she seems very serious about the whole thing, so I’m hoping we might hear some peeping in the next week and a half or so. Of course, *I* am due in another three weeks, but I trust the chicken to stick to her schedule more than myself!
My mother used to speak often of the days (c. 1920) she and her sister would walk to their grandparents’ farm, and carry home buckets of cream-topped milk. Sometimes there were squabbles over who had carried the bucket more than her fair share, but always there was excitement, because it meant at least one lunch of chocolate cake and whipped cream.
If my great-aunt were still alive, I ‘d have her call Lady Astor four times a day and say “Haven’t you had that baby yet?” I’m pretty sure all three of my children popped out because they were so tired of hearing that voice on the answering machine around my due date.
That’s a patient and resigned face on the poor girl. And I have deep Cadet envy, cuddling that piglet….
Lady A looks fed up too. Is it just the light or am I imagining that Txiki seems to be taking on a more golden hue? Laura
chase her round the field,.,maybe something would start moving
Sent: Wednesday, May 04, 2016 at 1:05 PM
We usually make our own yogurt from cow’s milk.
Dad milked 2 cows to help feed our large family. Some got poured into a large round pan for the 30 cats to lap as a treat. The rest was put into pitchers in the fridge.
Cousins came out each summer from the east coast. They got their milk from a delivery service in glass bottles on the front step. They would drink our milk from a pitcher. Mom had to go to town and buy a milk bottle so they could be fooled. It worked.
…they would NOT drink our… I need to slow down 🙂
I have wanted a cow for the past several years, now. This year is the year I think we are going to finally get one. I’m so excited.
What delicious photos! You have such a gift with your camera! Have a lovely day and happy dreams of milking!
Piggy hugs! I’m getting in line. Where are my hugs? Snorts and oinks sweet friend…. and I’ll take some milk too please. ❤ XOXO – Bacon
I remember standing beside my Mother while she worked the cream separator, waiting for a glass of warm milk. Having my own milk cow is still a dream for me, hopefully someday. You inspire me Celi, and help to keep the dream alive.
Can I say how much I love Txiki’s heart shaped outline on her face – I thought Lady A would have surprised us yesterday as tight as her bag looked. Perhaps a new calf later today though
Next complete change of moon is May 6th at 3:30 p.m. Not long now.
Linda
When pigs want hugs, you must stop and hug pigs. Its part of the necessities of life.