Yesterday I rose at 5am, fed the pigs and filled the waters, shifted the cows and ran the dogs, then changed, put my hair up, found my city boots, searched high and low for a slap of lipstick then jogged out the door by 7.15 am so I could drive North and catch the 8.30 train to Chicago.
My friend and I had a lovely day wandering through China town in the big city. It was like travelling to another country with the language, and people, and by the time I had caught the return train home in time to milk the cows in the dropping evening light I felt quite refreshed by the gentle day. My mind was filled with new sights, and colours and smells and conversation. By the time I had finished work it was quite dark , cool but not cold – gentle on the body, the animals were shuffling about making their beds, or munching the last of their dinner or flying noisily up to their perches, the littlest of the piglets were gathering under their heat lamp and as I walked up to the house with the hot milk, the still coolness of the evening after a day in the city had a kind of ruby richness. My little quiet life found its footing again as I adjust from a summer of people and talk and laughter and work to a winter of .quietness and solitary toil in the approaching cold. I needed to get up to the city so I could come back and resettle myself somehow.
But my shins hurt this morning. I have spent the whole summer on the flatlands, and my muscles are not used to any steps at all. The city is quite close really – only a few hours travel but diametrically different. Utterly. However I am as easy in the city as I am in the country as I am on a beach. I love everywhere.
About a dozen times I deeply regretted not taking Camera House but we were on a tasting tour through China Town (with a delightful side visit to a splendid and tiny Buddhist temple) discovering new restaurants and sights and I did not feel like being encumbered with the big camera bag. However the faces of Chinatown mocked that decision.
Everyone was fine (and hungry) when I got home, much to my relief because I do fret when I am away.
Today the weather is great again, We will be in the low 60’s (around 15C) and cloudy with very little wind – I am on a gathering mission today – walnuts and the last of the pears. I have been feeding the cows chopped up pears as I milk them and as well as being a cheap milking treat I fancy that it adds to the richness of the cream. The walnuts are stored as winter feed for the pigs.
Have a lovely day.