No matter where you go. You take your foot.
Yesterday I kept feeling a wee prickle in the sole of my foot. It was almost a subconscious annoyance. For a while I moved my foot about in the shoe, taking it in and out as I worked and then without thinking about it too much, because it was a busy day, I took my usual gumboots off and changed back to my old boots, I worked a few hours more but still right on the edge of my tactile instant memory there was this little stab, like a prickle in the lining of the shoe. My brain did not name it I just felt restless and kept changing my shoes. I changed to an old pair of converse: which are uncomfortable at the best of times, then on to my pink jandals, then into my old favourite work sandals, by the end of the day I began to really FEEL the pain in the sole of my foot. Such a little pain. Like a stone in my shoe. But so insistent. 
Then I was barefoot in this good hay drying weather and at last realised that the sharp pain in my foot was IN my foot it was a tiny piece of steel that had embedded itself into the sole of my foot. I had been carrying my problem around with me all this time.
It was not my shoes problem at all. It was me. My foot. I was the problem. No matter where I went I took myself.
Everywhere I went I took my foot.
Which is good. If it is my foot I can fix it.
Aunty Del. Pregnant? We are looking at Her right. Grass on her left, Baby on her right. I am now 57 percent sure that the answer is yes.
This afternoon we will bale the hay then the girls and I will load it into the barns. Half in each barn. This year remind me to keep an accurate count of the bales then write it down. I am terrible with numbers.
I hope you have a lovely day, and remember the best problems are the ones you can own. Wherever you go you take your foot.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
64 responses to “You take your foot”
Every step you take is digging the enemy further in, as my father would say: You need a poultice to relieve soreness and inflammation, but I am sure you know that already.
Aunty Del. Pregnant? She looks show perfect to me and I hope she is indeed a lady in waiting.
ouch! Made me smile though as my stepdaughter’s boyfriend did the opposite to you. He assumed it was his foot from the start, and had my stepdaughter looking over his foot again and again for what he presumed was a thorn. She even had tweezers out. It wasn’t until he tried walking without his flipflop that he realised the problem was in his flipflop not his foot!! Do hope your bit of metal came out easily.
By the way Aunty Del is stunning, just love that final photo of her
Aunty Del is a beautiful girl, with a real sheen of health on her coat, an elegant profile, and an unfortunate lack of hankies…. I’m no expert, but looking at her right side, there’s that line from hip bone to belly which suggests the presence of Little Del, a sort of angularity. And if you don’t get that metal splinter out with tweezers or a bread poultice, try magnesium sulfate paste. It’ll draw *anything*.
Hope your foot is as good as new.
I am about to make a Cape Malay chicken curry for dinner. Think you would enjoy it.
I would – I shall pop in for the recipe later – I am always looking for new chicken recipes.. c
Appearing on my blog tomorrow.
Aunty Del definitely has a bump on the right hand side.
I hope your foot is feeling better – I’ve got a cured pig foot from a Spanish jamón going into the stock pot later with some split peas 😉
Inaki would be envious! So am I.. c
After about 5 hours of simmering, I now have the most amazing gelatin ham stock. I wish I had the space to cure my own hams!
I don’t know how you calculated the 57%, Celi, but she sure is a beautiful cow!
Close to 60 but not quite! ha ha ha c
Aunty Del is definitely an accomplished nose wiper! She is as talented as she is beautiful.
She is a beautiful cow and gentle too – If she does come through for milking I am looking forward to having her in the milking shed with me. c
That’s the best! I love it when an animal clicks with you in the milking parlor!
You using a new camera? The lighting and colour are very nice.
No – same old hard done by camera – the sun has finally come out!
I love the new left versus right side trick you taught us, and yes…after my own deliberation…I agree, that right side is a bit larger – a bit more prominent. Baby on the way!
I hope your foot is better. Aunty Del is a beautiful colour.
Jandals!! Does your American crowd even know what you’re on about? or are they excusing your New Zealand “typo”
The Americans may not, but the Aussies among us recognise the word. Someone ask Celi what a chilly-bin is….
I thought it was a “chully bin” 😉
really need a cow sticking its tongue up its nose emoticon
Aussies have another name for jandals too don’t they? Something rude I think.
They call them thongs. Which came as a bit of a shock to a former Brit who always thought a thong was something you wore on your backside. I was introduced to the name on my first ever visit to Australia, visiting an exhibition of Aboriginal art in Cairns. The gallery had a polished wooden floor, and there was a sign that read “Please leave your thongs at the door”…. Whattha? A bit of a large ask, I thought, but then the pile of flipflops/jandals below the sign slowly registered…
Oh I am sure they all know by now surely.. Brent and I have been “learning them”!
We called them thongs long before you guys decided they’d be ‘nearly underwear’. I remember a visit to daughter and grandies in Ohio, when the girls were still little, the twins maybe 4 or 5, and took them to buy thongs for our upcoming trip to the beach. Daughter was very stern and said I was not to call them that, after noticing a few odd looks as I said to the littlies, let’s go find you some thongs. Of course immediately the little ones caught on, and danced through the store singing loudly that nana was getting them thongs. 🙂
Aunty Del is gorgeous, and hopefully will reproduce all in good time.
You have to get that steel out of your foot, or next thiing we know you’ll go rusty.
lots of love
ViVxox
Beautiful photos of Auntie Del. Lets just keep positive thoughts for her. Your foot reminds me of the saying, wherever you go, there you are. You take yourself with you as the common denominator. 🙂 Viv cracked me up. You’ll go rusty. 🙂
Yes – it was a wee play on words! c
You are the most wondetfully weirdest person i have ever known…without taking your foot wherever you go you would topple over…it can be very annoying ti have things like that in your foot. Sometimes with me it is a dog hair which somehow sneaks into my skin…very difficult to see but heaven once it is removed. Good day Miss C. Love you loads
wonderfully weird i am happy to be!
What’s a chilly-bin ?
What are Jandals ?
You would call a chilly-bin The Cooler and jandals Flip Flops..