Do you ever look in the mirror and get a fright? Just a little fright.
Just a small startle really. A widening of the eyes. Then you look again at the person in the mirror and think, Oh Yes!
Because in your mind you thought you looked different. I don’t mind how I look now – that is not what I mean. But I wish my brain would catch up! My memory of myself seems to have frozen in my mid thirties. Now I am over fifty and every time I look in the mirror I get that little fright. Is that you Cecilia, I think. I have had so many roles and so many names and so many residences. Yet my Self is still in a house in Napier, New Zealand, a solo Mum with a whole pile of teenage children, all the time worrying about money, pounding my way through through a two job life, fierce, and laughing and living life at break neck speed. This period has implanted so strongly on my Self, I was so brilliantly alive then, that this is woman I still expect to see in the mirror.
Now I am a sleepy farmer with endless visitors and summer muscles aching, growing food so I do not have to worry about paying for it and my children are all grown – it always surprises me. Maybe I am surprised that I reached this stage in my life. Maybe it is that.
Imagine if we never saw ourselves in a mirror. Imagine that!
Here is Sammy with Theo the peachick – a photo for Kat’s Mum.
Last night I went out to check him and once again the red chickens were unusually placed. Not perching on their perches. Alerted I softly sifted through their slumbering bodies and found Theo nestled UNDER the tail feathers of one of the plumper wee hens. He poked his head out and told me to move along and not upset the balance. So I did. This chick is still making me shake my head.
I am not sure if they surround them at night to protect him or to watch him in case he turns into some kind of threat. They are not too nice in the daytime. It is an interesting puzzle.
Good morning. Aunty Del is back home as you can see from the images of her meeting with Bobby T (who was deeply underwhelmed), Del back into the herd without a ripple.
I have decided to bring Bobby T2 (the Hereford steer) back to the home fields for the next few months. The pasture is so rich here, a bit too rich for the heifers (Naomi and Aunty Anna) and he can bond with Bobby T.
It would be nice if I had one big farm so I could walk my animals across, but we have two tiny farms with a mile of bean field and an enormous ditch with no bridge in between, and the roads are not fenced so no walking stock that way either, so they have to be shifted using the stock trailer and as my truck will not pull the stock trailer I have to wait for John to help me.
Today has dawned calm and sunny. We had more rain in the night too which was nice. As soon as this weather pattern settles I will cut more hay.
I hope you have a lovely day. I hope to.