I am home again. And like every time I come home to the farm I am haunted by this little nursery rhyme.
To Market, to Market
To market, to market to buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.
To market, to market, to buy a plum cake;
Home again, home again, market is late.
To market, to market, to buy a plum bun;
Home again, home again, market is done.
To market, to market, a gallop a trot,
To buy some meat to put in the pot;
Three pence a quarter, a groat a side,
If it hadn’t been killed it must have died
There are a few variations of course but this is the one I grew up with.
My Mum did not sing (due to a car accident when we were all very young) and she lost her singing voice so I grew up chanting nursery rhymes in her breathy low tone while other children grew up singing them.
This chant will run through my head for the day!
The sun is coming up. I will take a picture of the sunrise for you then get my work clothes on. Then the dogs and Camera House and I will begin the day. Tomorrow I should be able to bring you pictures of everyone. Word is they have all done well in my absence. Which is as it should be.
The pigs will be glad I am home as John has been feeding them at 4am on the way to his work. So there will be plenty for me to do over next few days getting their beds back up to date.
My trip was marvelous I feel quite refreshed and ready to go. And I am very grateful to all my guest posters.
The weather for the next ten days has sunshine and, except for tonight, will not go below freezing. So my first big job is to get the four middle sized pigs back out of the barn and into the rat house paddock with the root cellar.
One long weekend to California early next month – then I am home for another season so there is no need for everything to remain so simple.
My second big job this week is to sow the first wave of cabbages and brassicas. They will grow on in their trays for a while. I know that we will still get more wintry weather but I am going to prepare for an early spring just in case I get the opportunity. We have had such a mild winter here.
There is a high of 38f/3c forecast for today, a little bit of wind but nothing noteable.
Hard to believe that only yesterday I was breezing about London and the day before Milan and now I am back on the flat, flat, quiet, quiet prairies!
Life is grand.
I am looking forward to getting to work and so I will get going now and be back with a decent post tomorrow.
Have a lovely day
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
42 responses to “Back on the farm.”
Welcome back Miss C!
We used to sing that rhyme too- but just to the jiggity- jig part. I think it must not be a well known nursery rhyme because when I sing the rhyme to those outside my family I’m usually met with blank stares- you know the one- like I just fell out of a tree. So glad to see you home- jiggity- jig!
Nice to have you back refreshed and renewed from your recent escapade. I truly enjoyed the gift of the guest writers, it was a treat to wander elsewhere for a bit.
I’m smiling. Pulling in the drive after time away I always chant “Home again, home again, jiggety-jig”. 🙂 Welcome home.
How you managed a post after flying an ocean and driving home in the middle of the morning I will never know, but you the fact that you surprise me is no surprise at all! Welcome home. (It was so lovely having you.)
Life is grand isn’t it! Welcome home!
Welcome home! Looking forward to hearing about the homecoming your farm-mates gave you. I bet Boo was happy and Sheila relieved.
She’s back in the saddle again out where a friend is a friend 🌞
Welcome back! I’m so glad you had a good trip. I don’t remember learning that little ditty as a child. Enjoy your not so cold day. I”m sure the animals will be very glad to see you.
Welcome home!
Glad that you came home safe and every thing there is ok! I liked being able to accompany on your trip, it was marvellous even if only virtual. Welcome back home, Celi. Looking forward to your tomorrow’s post to get all the news from our beloved Farmy members, who sure are all very happy to have you back…
Bravo, John! Your 4 a.m. feedings allowed us to travel, but I for one am glad to be back home. Did Ton wake you up, or was it the pigs’ barking?
I bet John is relieved. It will take a few days to get things back in order. Go slow and enjoy the feel of being welcomed home. 🙂
So happy all went well for you throughout . . . but, oh dear, I would have loved it to have been a longer journey of fun and discovery . . . in my mindset you only just left 🙂 !!
Welcome home..as everyone knows, no matter how grand the trip was..there is no place like home!