This morning I have no words available at all. Maybe it is a Saturday thing. Working alone each day and this week being a busy one I never even had time for a grocery shop, I do find myself drifting further and further away from words. 
I seem to be dealing more in pictures. I discovered my stock trailer had a flat tire and without thinking I took a picture of it and sent the picture to Our John. It was just information – no need for words.
I think a lot though. Here is Sheila. We do not often see her – down there in the back-field with Poppy. 
She got very thin for a while this summer so I am feeding her a little more. She is looking better now. These temperatures are perfect for pigs so she is more active.
These little piglets have actually made a tunnel here. Through the bales. Not quite reaching the freedom of their winter pen on the other side. I discovered it last night. And made them a big high-walled landing area on the other side. So they will come out to safety if they continue in the night and don’t just burrow further and further under the drifts of straw that are waiting to be their winter bed. They are on an escape mission of their own – piglets!
Usually, the babies do not go far from their Mum in the dark though. Pigs have prey mentalities for all their size. Though pigs have been part of daily farm life a long long time. I read that pigs may have been domesticated as early as 10,000BC. In fact the earliest dinner bones at archaeological sites have been from the pig. That is long enough ago to make some interesting evolutionary changes both intentional and accidental.
What I find most interesting is how quickly the porcine species can revert to the wild and survive very successfully. I wonder whether humans will fare as well when thrown back to living wild without our carefully devised infrastructure of dependence. We must be wary of dependence. We must also be VERY wary of being MANIPULATED into digital dependence: by Aunty Google and Faceless Facebook. (Facebook owns many other apps you know – including Whatsapp and Instagram – both of which I use).
It is hard to stay free of it all though as it is so damned convenient. Damned probably being the operative word in that sentence.
But when wildfires flare or storms or floods or earthquake – on the biblical scale we have seen through the ages, and particularly lately, we must be ready to at least be able to THINK by ourselves and for ourselves. On our feet. Not with our fingers.
Well, I certainly found my words!!
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi.
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57 responses to “WHERE-AS YESTERDAY I HAD WORDS”
glad you found your words and i find myself using them less and less as well
Where have our words gone? Maybe it is the onset of some kind of dementia..
interesting that you made this comment… I find myself wondering if I’m slipping gears or drifting into a fog. What I have found is that, nowadays, our words can so easily be misunderstood because ppl seem to be more and more on edge. I don’t think I have ever commented on your blog before but I do read it and it gives me much pleasure and Peace. Thank you.
Blogging daily, sometimes there’s off days, and a post is disappointingly flat or simple. Even when you’re feeling one of those days, though, you manage to produce something rich and layered. And yes, you sure found your words!
Good morning Selka and yes you are right – as with all writing: it is best when we just begin.
I’m sure Sheila loves the extra food!
Here’s a new article on British farmers copying the Spanish, putting old milk cows out to pasture where they become top beef:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/food-and-drink/features/forget-wagyu-old-british-dairy-cows-make-best-beef/
That came up at the feed store the other day – and i was wondering about it – could it be because the milk cow always gets the best of everything. Mine eat the very best hay and the best fields..
It could be lucrative if you can piggy back it with pork sales to restaurants – prices for this beef are sky high in London. I think the dairy cows deserve a holiday after working so hard and I’m sure most of them just get put down.
Such an interesting link posted by Mad Dog, thanks. It might be better to hide it from Lady A for another year or so. Now, if it weren’t for my animals there would be days that I don’t use words at all, but I always come to enjoy yours.:) Laura
I agree about talking to the animals – I never run out of words with them
I’m with you on avoiding excessive dependence on the internet and especially social media. It’s why I don’t do FB, IG, WhatsApp, etc, since I don’t want FB getting its claws into my private life. Of course, it’s impossible to avoid these things altogether, but being aware helps one exercise caution. Thank you for sharing today’s modest store of words with us, and for that glimpse of a very svelte Miss Sheila 🙂
I could do without anything but Whatsapp – this enables me to talk to my children all over the world for free -and of course microsoft owns skype and all your texts and emails are stored or interpreted one way or the other – google amasses huge amounts of data that is sold for advertising so if you have any form of internet they have their sticky mitts in your private life. Facebook is the worst though – I think – as it is their AIM.
I’m lucky, I can use FaceTime, Mac’s own version, but then of course, Apple will have the info too… We need to keep in touch, and this is the price we pay.
When the time comes for survival, it might take decades to adjust in fits and spurts as with climate adjustments connected to global change. Or, it might take days or weeks with a catastrophic event like an asteroid impact or mega-volcanoes. Whatever the case, some humans will be survivors somewhere. The natural selection forces drive changes in species.
Yes I agree about natural selection though survival nowadays is a mix of natural and very un-natural selection. These wretched people in storm-ravaged regions still without tap water – the natural selection there will certainly take the poor and the elderly. It is also interesting how very quickly masses of people cannot survive without an infrastructure that they know nothing about managing. And it all hinges on electricity and gasoline. We MUST start looking at other ways of getting water and power other than plugging in or turning on a tap.
Absolutely
It’s always a winner post to jot down random thoughts and feelings. Your thoughts are so like our own and that is a bit of a comfort at times. And usually, your thoughts and observations give us little tidbits to ponder and chew on throughout the day. Your photographs are always interesting. Those fat piglet bottoms are a treasure! Ha ha. I send Forrest photos all of the time, so that he can direct me on how to repair something – or just do a little southern mechanicing to get me by. I do love the ease of phone photography and texting.
Yes! I love how I can send a picture all over the world and get an answer! Love it
I don’t do Instagram or Facebook except to like stuff on facebook occasionally. I do love the Instagram videos below of Wai and of the baby pigs. Wai is such a character!
Instagram is fun! I think the trick is not to mind about who follows or not – just have some fun with it.
Yes, you did find your words by the end of the post! And I smile because I can do the same thing. Have no words, then by the end of the meal I’m Mrs Chatty….. Hubby Dan just grins as I am the very quiet and non-verbal of the two of us. Keeping many opinions in my own head.
Love the piggy hind ends in the bails….. sweet photo.
BTW: I borrowed one of the piggy photos from yesterday for my daily “Smile” on Facebook. It’s just a daily photo or quote I post that is to help everyone remember to smile and take moments to be happy. I’m tired of Facebook being so negative…..
That is a funny pic, aye!!
Nice that you did find your words in the end! Those piggie photos are such a treat. I use IG and am very sorry that Facebook bought it, but it is a pleasure to share in others’ lives through photos. I only post a few times a year on FB so my cousins, who are scattered everywhere, can see my grandson as he grows. Maybe a semi-necessary evil. All of our particulars have been out there for quite awhile, I think real privacy left while we were sleeping about 20 years ago!
Yes real internet privacy is gone so we need to be careful as we roll with the times – I love instagram . I don’t care if it is not so in fashion anymore.. c
I love IG as well. It’s what I always wanted FB to be.
One of my children is very shy about speaking in public/at school/etc, and in Italian schools if you can’t “talk on your feet” you are in trouble. You may invent b.s. as you babble along, but if you are a good actor, unafraid, and willing to talk yourself out onto a limb, they tend to admire the skill and chutzpah of saying something/anything as if you know what you’re talking about rather than keeping your mouth shut when you are not sure of the facts. I told her just today, “Just start talking and see where it takes you. The words will come.” Boy. That is not at all what you were talking about! But if we were chatting over coffee, I would have blurted that out. I love your words and your pictures today. Wordlessness is a vacation sometimes. We are awash in words. And this comment is sad proof of that. My apologies.x
Honestly (having been on stage for much of my life) it really really does help to think of all those people sitting out there listening as being dressed in their pyjamas – really silly pyjamas. (not naked – I have never got the naked thing) That is what I would say if we were chatting over coffee. Soon?
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Looks like you have quite a few here. Excellent words at that. Love those little piggy butts sticking out. I have been wondering about Sheila. Good to see her looking well. Sorry about the flat tire but I’m guessing it’s well handled now. 🙂 Have a wonderfilled weekend as well. Saturdays are a little slower.
The tire is not handled yet but soon I hope..
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So funny, I was just thinking about Sheila yesterday while feeding our very large pigs, wondering how she was doing! And about words…, being fairly isolated on the farm, by choice, I’ve become much less wordy, and sometimes worry that my social skills are leaving me too. A bit crazy, no doubt, but a bit of a worry. Love the pics of the baby cows! xo
We should get together one day and exchange social skills ! See what happens!
That would be fantastic!!!
I was very surprised to see how thin Sheila is. Hope she’s okay! Did she go on a diet? I’m remembering a photo of her with tomato all over her face.
Getting older I think
I think about that survival thing quite a lot. I won’t survive. Not least because I live in an apartment, without land.
I think the only people who thrive will be folks like you. People on a farm that already produces food that you can continue to replicate and expand. You have self sufficiency and tradeable commodities. Even people in suburban houses with land won’t have that head start or that knowledge. So only a few will barely survive.
So – being in an apartment – how can we help you survive? Because I want you to.
🙂