At around 4 pm Victoria and I were in the truck on the way back from the West Farm and feeling numb from frozen faces and I looked up at the temperature gauge above the rear vision mirror and it said 7F/ -13. A bit chilly! But we had not felt quite that cold until we discovered what the temperature actually was. We had not realised we had been out in the cold as long as we had and I had not realised that I could not feel my nose until I discovered the temperature.
Before going back outside, we had spent the morning making the last of the soap using cows milk. It came to trace very nicely and I have high hopes. It got very hot in its baking period so I had to take off come of its covers. Unlike the piglets who got extra bedding yesterday.
There was sun, in between the snow showers, in fact there was sun while we had sun showers which felt weird but having sun always enables cheerfulness. Gloom breeds gloom. Sun even weak winter sun just feels better.
The kunekune pigs are never cold, and at the moment Tane is even walking a little better. I opened their gate and he was through the barn and into the driveway then around the house looking for trouble.
Tima does move the fastest though – she knows exactly where she is not allowed to go and so she runs like an arrow, head down, little legs a blur, straight for the garage two dogs in hot pursuit hoping she can rip open a few bags of feed before I head her off and close the door I forgot to close before letting her out.
She avoids me running in a huge arc, never breaking stride as she gallops for the barn, finding no feed unguarded there she runs straight for the verandah. She has no problems running up and down steps that pig.
The little pigs are getting longer and longer hair as the winter gets going – some of these little ones even have long mutton chop whiskers on their faces. They are getting quite fluffy. The winter hair comes in very fast – in the summer all the pigs are bald, they shed all their hair to cool off. This is their only means of heating and cooling. Though they do shiver when they are cold.
This morning I drive Victoria back to her bus. She is back off to university. We got through a lot of work while she was here and now I am quite up to date.
On February 6 I fly out to England, then from there to a mystery destination that I have never been to before. It will be a surprise for you. My children and a good friend have gotton together to get me somewhere new for a complete break. I am excited to explore a new city in a country I love, with you along for the ride. But, during the travel days I will be needing four or five guest farm writers to cover the days that I am actually in the air.
Please email me on celima.g.7@gmaildotcom if you are a farmer or work outdoors and would like to be a guest writer and tell us about what you do and where you live. The guest posts will be short, like mine, with a few pictures – nothing strenuous. If you have someone else in mind let them know in the comments section – encourage them. This will be fun!