I love these images of our cows and a pig.
Poppy and one of her babies. 
The wind is still blowing and we are all caked in dust – though I am sure this is absolutely nothing compared to the dust bowl, it feels like a mini one.
Lady Astor
The blowing dust reminds me of these words. Such a terrible time.
And then the dispossessed were drawn west — from Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico; from Nevada and Arkansas, families, tribes, dusted out, tractored out. Car-loads, caravans, homeless and hungry; twenty thousand and fifty thousand and a hundred thousand and two hundred thousand. They streamed over the mountains, hungry and restless — restless as ants, scurrying to find work to do — to lift, to push, to pull, to pick, to cut — anything, any burden to bear, for food. The kids are hungry. We got no place to live. Like ants scurrying for work, for food, and most of all for land.
— John Steinbeck. The Grapes of Wrath, 1939
Lets plant more trees to stop another dust bowl. It is important to know how lucky we really are.
. Aunty Anna. A beautiful heifer.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi
Above is Txiki.
Friday 05:19
Thunderstorms in the morning will give way to cloudy skies late. High 63F. Winds ENE at 10 to 20 mph. Chance of rain 80%.
Friday Night 05/19 60% / 0.06 inCloudy in the evening with scattered thunderstorms developing after midnight. Low 57F. Winds E at 10 to 20 mph. Chance of rain 60%.
The Kitchen's Garden 
27 responses to “Cows – and a pig”
Poppy’s such a good mother 🙂
Your words yesterday reminded me of just this; but I didn’t dare bring it up myself… God forbid. God forbid.
Such beautiful photos, C. : )
Poppy and baby……so sweet.
We, man, HUman are so blessed or bereaved by nature. Give thanks and keep planting!
You are in the dust bowl and in Colorado we got heavy wet damaging snow. One can only cover small plants. Trees snapping as the storm hung in for way too many hours. My delphiniums were just sending their spikes of flowers skyward. Moisture is always welcome HOWEVER …. the blooming bearded iris are not amused. Thanks for the pictures of the miracles of piglets. Perfect like replicas of Mama in petite !
Txiki all grown up. Laura
Love the pictures. Love the Steinbeck.
aaww ❤ beautiful pictures my friends. Sending you much love XOXO – Bacon
Lovely photos- your farmy is such a treasure with you taking such good care.
I think about the pioneers and those suffering through those awful “dust bowl” days alot. Makes me want to tear up the lawn and plant more food for us, for our neighbors, for our friends.
Yes, more trees: And less tilling! Less commodity cropping in that fragile area of the country. Restoration, rejuvenation, and regeneration. All the ‘R’s. 🙂
Love these cow pictures today. Aunty Anna – so beautiful.
Cheers, Elizabeth
Beautiful pictures of cows and pigs. Such composure and beauty in your captured images. The Steinbeck quote makes me want to pick up the book again. Thanks Celi, I hope your weather calms down.
We’re much cooler than you “down south”. Before dinner last night, the wind was from the south and warm. After eating I went back into the yard and wind was from the north with a real chill. Today we’re 30˚ less than yesterday.
Many years ago, I heard a story about Stalin and “The Grapes of Wrath”. After the War, he allowed the movie to be shown. He thought the sight of the Joad family abandoning their farm would show how capitalism had failed us. Instead, people left the theatres marveling that in America, even the very poor drove trucks.
Wow – what a study in lack of empathy. We are quickly distanced from our own histories. Let’s hope in this instance history will not be repeated. … c
The roots to rest in the soil and hold it still have been wrenched into the air countless times. Planting trees there, planting less-thirsty bee-feeding plants here, we need so much more appropriate growing everywhere. I’m watching the meadows of wildflowers being covered up and paved over year after year here. How shortsighted our brethren can be, and how repeatedly so.
Fantastic photos of what love and caring can bring! The dust bowl reminds me of what is happening in the African deserts – using any and everything for fuel, but not replenishing that which was used – with anything! Thus, the desert expands and people starve, no foliage to bring moisture, dew OR rain, to regrow crops. A vicious downward spiral! Plant the world!