When my son was here we were talking about technology and smart phones and audio books and things like that. And how we can do all these interesting things on the move. When we have a spare moment we can check our emails or the weather,listen to music in the garden or have a book read to us as we walk. That kind of thing.
When I come across an idea like that I write it down – often on the wall of the milking room.
I wrote on the wall. Every Minute is Filled. The Modern Minute. And the cows and I looked at it for a few days.
As he was working in the quiet of the barn one day my son noticed what I had written and added his own words to my sentence. Every Minute is Filled except for the moments between the minutes.
I guess this is where our real selves are living. In that moment of clarity between the noisy minutes of life. What an excellent thought don’t you think?
Here is the healthiest of the Rescue Piglets. She is the only Hereford pig I have seen since Charlotte that has sticky-uppy ears. Everyone else has floppy ears. 
If I were going to name her, which I am not of course, I would call her Elfie. Do you see the wee twig she brought back inside?
We are still struggling with dehydration with the others – their skin is like tissue paper. The weather is not helping, they are overheating very quickly. I opened the door to their little outside run yesterday and the three who can walk raced out and began to dig in the shady dirt which I took as an excellent sign. Their skin is so dry, the moist earth would have been a balm. 
Aunty Del and Lady Astor coming in for the milking. 
Boo jumping back OUT of the cows water trough after being yelled at for jumping IN.
Tahlia is so hard to photograph as she still sees me as food and I spend the whole time dodging her.
Yesterday we shifted the electric fences which were long overdue and today we will begin in the gardens and then begin trimming under all the fences. The gardens are a complete mess, so much to do out there. However we will begin at one end and work towards the other, that is always a good plan I think.
I hope you have a good day.
Love miss c
The Kitchen's Garden 
64 responses to “The moment between the minutes”
What an appropriate name… if you were going to name her. She is cute as a button for sure. XOXO – Bacon
Wise son. So important to notice and live those moments in between. What an adorable baby the not named Elfie is and such a sweet shot with her ears and stick. I see Boo behind the cows but not the usual Ton. Glad to see Boo on the job, but am hoping Ton is doing well.
Your thoughts are always so interesting… maybe some things all of us think about on the spur of the moment, but we don’t ponder or delve deeply into it. Boo LOOKS thoroughly scolded! ha ha!
Boo knows the rules, but I wonder if his first thought on being evicted from that momentary paradise wasn’t something along the lines of that excellently useful aphorism, “it’s easier to get forgiveness than permission.” 😉
xo,
K
I used that rule often when i was a teacher! c
Me, too! But of course, my students used it just as often as I did, so the universe never got fully out of whack…
Love the cows trotting in line. And the dear little pig with her pet twig and her elfin ears. Yes, the Son is smart, just like his mamma.
Deep thoughts that’s for certain. The rescue piglet looks adorable.
How’s cute is she who must not be named! 😉
Just found your blog on wordpress and wish I had found it before. We share so many of the same beliefs and ideals, only we try and live the simple life in SW France. Trying to eat good clean fresh food, homegrown and organic, eggs from our own chickens etc. Today I wrote about the need to sometimes break free from the digital world we live in as well, we spent 72 hours away with our children and a complete digital detox. Have a read if you have a moment on the blog http://www.ourfrenchoasis.com
Sounds wonderful . The only thing I cannot do without is my daily blog post though – everything else is by the by.. A simple life in France sounds idyllic.. c
Living between the minutes, brilliant. I love the way your brain works. I think the problem is that we are constantly bombarded with information , news and whatever. Most of it I like to skip but your blog is a must read for me.
Elfie sounds like “healthy” in “sarf London” speak which seems very appropriate….but we’re not going to name her…. Love that photo of Boo!
Of course not. Of course. (All the photos today are amazing!)
I’m experiencing moments as a kind of collage, pieces of travelling life adjacent pieces of virtually experienced lives via social media, tacked together with photographs and conversations. Currently my moments in between are late at night pausimg to gaze up at the sky & stars.
You are having a wonderful journey!.. c
and the moments are so fleeting….you have such a smart and sweet son!
My favorite song by the Dave Matthews band is called The Space Between – hauntingly beautiful (actually one of my favorite songs, period) and echoes this thought.