IN THE BARN

I almost wrote the heading I Love Ironing because I do, it is so relaxing, and ironing for the Coop is one of my favorite jobs and on my mind but it has nothing to do with farming and this is a farm blog.

So In the Barn is a more appropriate header. Though the rule is to write the first thing that comes into my head!

This chicken in a tree is not appropriate and in fact pretty unusual.

Jude is in the barn though. And yesterday he had the best day of his life puddling about in the morning sun – grunting the whole time – rooting in the floor.

He is drinking his bottle properly and eating a little but I am sure now that he will get his appetite back. He is drinking a lot of water and that is an especially good sign.

Now he is out in the natural cold he will grow a proper winter coat too which will be essential to his survival this winter. I am toughening him up.

Today I will let Wai into the barn. He is the least aggressive of the pet pigs. He complains a lot and will defend his bed but I want these two get to know each other in the neutral corridors while Jude is still little and unthreatening.

It will be interesting to see how Tima reacts to him when it is her turn.

The cows are giving the oats a light grazing before the cold burns it all off. Though with last nights slushy snow I will close them off the field for the day.

I thought the calves had settled in with these two but caught one calf nursing from Tia’s dry udder yesterday so I will separate them out today until I go away at Christmas time.

I hope you have a good day.

Celi

39 Comments on “IN THE BARN

  1. Jude the entrepid adventurer, what sweet pictures today. Naughty calf, hope there wasn’t damage done to Tima’s udder. Snow seems early this year. Laura

  2. I can’t say I like ironing, but I do find a row of crisp shirts very satisfying… That Jude is a little rascal – is he squeezed through the fence, which is how it looks, or is he just standing in front of it? I think the idea of putting him in with Slightly Grumpy Uncle Wai is a good one; a bit of grown up pig example will do no harm 🙂

  3. Like Kate, I can’t say I like ironing either! What I can say is that I don’t like ironing! Thus, most of what I wear is a bit wrinkled. 🙂 But I am always claiming, ‘That’s the style!” And really, being pretty much on the farm, the animals just don’t care either! That Jude is just too cute! Next to Tima the Tank, he must look minuscule! Hopefully Wai will fully accept him and the acclimation process with Tima and Tane will go well too! 🙂

  4. You know, I always thought Tima and Tane were about the same size as Wai. I don’t know why I hadn’t realized that they are big pigs. I’m sure Jude will win them over with his sunny personality. I’m so glad he’s happy in his proper surroundings.

    • Tima is the biggest- then Wai then Tane. Jude is happy too. He is surrounded in barn noises all the time and I think this has helped a lot.
      He actually ate quite well this morning.

  5. What a colorful cast of porcine characters you have there at the Farmy. Let’s hope they will find it in their hearts? minds? instincts? to tolerate & take to a busy little one of their tribe. At least one of them. I just don’t like ironing & was never good at it, scorched clothes several times in high school. Don’t even own an iron now. So I am not the crisp blouse type. Very much the wrinkled look here too, Diane. I don’t live on a farm however, but work downtown. Thank goodness anything goes here in Asheville.

  6. Tima looks twice the size of Tane now!
    I learnt to iron in the Cub Scouts, along with cooking, sewing, fire lighting, first aid and putting up tents. I don’t bother with much ironing these days, so the occasional shirt is quite enjoyable.

  7. A day of inappropriateness: ironing on a farm blog, chickens in trees, calves on dry udders and a fear of racially prejudiced piggies. These days are all a part of life, I suppose, and so all actually quite appropriate. We see a “possibility of snow” on Tuesday in the forecast and I grimaced when I saw that; much too early. The skies have been decidedly gloomy the past couple of weeks and we’re hoping to see some sun soon. Hope you have a great day too. ~ Mame. 😄

  8. Your temperatures make me cringe! Brrr. We had 33 this morning and going up to 53 but the rest of the week will be warmer. I love to iron. As a quilter and sewer, it’s necessary and I enjoy it. I have lots of strips that were bagged up of Christmas fabric that I will be making into a quilt and mug rugs or pot holders. No piece goes to waste. Ironing is meditative as no one want’s to come near when you are working in case they may be called to do it. 😉 Love seeing little Jude in the barn. He will be managing it before long with all those in it. Great photos, especially the chicken in the tree. 😉

  9. Oh how I love those photos of Jude, especially the one in which he is bathed in sunlight looking up at you —but looking as if he is seeing God. Can’t help calling to mind “Babe”—my all-time favorite. In fact just last night my husband and I exchanged words: Baa, ram, ewe; to your clan, your tribe, your breed, be true!”

  10. The chicken in the tree line made me laugh out loud repeatedly. That is not appropriate! Hahahahaha. So happy Jude is doing well. For my own selfish reasons, I wish he could stay with you. And lastly, I am surprised at the difference in size between Tane and Tima! Has Miss Tima always been that much bigger than himself?

  11. Why are those curly willows that the hen is in so popular? I notice them in many gardens, typically grown as low shrubby trees, rather than pruned up. Most were planted before anyone can remember when they were planted. Those who planted theirs tell me that they came as twigs in a bouquet of cut flowers. The twigs rooted, so that when the flowers faded and were discarded, the rooted cuttings of willow remained, and therefore got planted into the garden. It seems that no one ever puts any thought into planting them. They just go outside and prod them into the ground, where they grow into those same low shrubby, although typically henless trees. Do they all come unplanned from bouquets of the late 1970s and 1980s; or is there actually a use for them? I think that they are prettier than the common red willow or swamp willow that grows wild here, but I do not think that I would actually plant one with so much willow already available.

    • I do have other willow trees of the bigger variety. These I rooted and planted on purpose along that fence line because I wanted a smaller tree there. The other reason for willows is that the bark is a natural de- wormer. So when the cows lean over and prune them they are doing themselves some good. Sheep eat them too. Good stuff

      • They are also a natural anti inflammatory, I read of a bear that was shot and was found to have a wad of semi chewed willow leaves packed into the cavity of an infected tooth! I’ve always wonder how it knew to do that.

      • Great to know about the dewormer C, thanks! Willows of any sort also contain rooting hormone so also great in a bucket of water for starting the hard cuttings of Spring Pruning: )

      • Yuck! I have not planted willow because there is so much of it around. They do not live naturally up in my neighborhood, perhaps because the canyon is too narrow and shaded by taller trees there. The poplars that are grown for firewood probably work as well if I want willow when I do not have any around. I never bothered to dry any to keep around just in case.

  12. I have always liked ironing, except in the hottest weather. Something very comforting and meditative about it. My grandmother and mother both taught me and I can picture it clearly. I was so small at first, they would only let me work on handkerchiefs and my grandfather’s barbering towels…now there’s two things you don’t see much any more! Love the photos of Jude. xx

  13. One of my earliest memories is my mum ironing, the accompanying fragrance of Fabulon and being allowed to practice ironing hankies. Later, my Dad taught me to iron shirts, I seldom iron but love that with no effort at all I can turn out a crisp, perfect shirt, of course with a spray of Fabulon!
    Have just been teeing up Christmas plans myself… it will be here in no time ⏳

  14. Jude looks so happy in the sunlight and straw. In a way I’m kind of glad he’s back with you. I got a very disgusted look from Smoky when we trudged down the stairs for a potty trip and it was snowing, wet, gloppy snow. It didn’t stay here – the concrete and asphalt were too warm. I did have to towel Smoky off when we came in, then he went and laid against the baseboard heat.

  15. Wow, such great photos of Jude! I can’t believe he was once so little… so proud of him for choosing to live and tough it out this winter! Hope you are well xx

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