… in the middle of the afternoon. Yesterday darkness fell about 3.30pm. A storm was rolling in. All the animals took note and began to take their places in their barns. ‘Calling it a night.’ Early.
The wind began to rise and bring it’s freezing rain then later the snow. It howled all night. Not conducive to sleep. The snow barely touched the ground as it was carried past at face peeling speed.
We will see what the ground is like when I go out to do chores. Where the snow has been thrown. When John brought me my coffee at 5.30 am he said his work is canceled.
Well, mine is not, I grumbled. Though in weather like this I will let the big animals stay hunkered down until the wind passes. The forecast says mid morning the wind should drop but it is dangerously strong still.
Of course the birds and the little pigs will be wanting attention at the normal time. Thirty minutes past dawn. Especially Jude and Molly’s Six and the ducks. The little pigs big outside East facing door is closed – I closed it in the night when the wind got so strong that Jude’s heat light started making like a pendulum, gale force rain reaching in for his bed – so I will need to re-organize the little pigs food and water. Luckily the wind has begun its swing and is now coming in from the Nor’West.
I hate having any animal locked in – even when the weather is bad.
You should hear it. The weather is loud this morning. I miss the sea in weather like this.
It will be a wild day. God knows where my buckets will be. I did not take the forecasts seriously and even forgot to bring my boots in off the verandah. I don’t care though. At least I have boots. And it is kind of exciting.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
58 responses to “CALLING IT A NIGHT”
I spent yesterday congratulating myself on my decision not to travel to Kansas City for the holiday. Their blizzard’s part of your system. I hope it eases soon. The difficulties of travel are real, but it’s easier to postpone a flight than a pig’s breakfast.
The storm itself has moved on leaving potlid skies, ice covered pathways and stopping temperatures. Well done you not flying about in this.
If your boots have been blown away, you can always come to Milan to buy some new ones.
Red ones!
Oh celi, I hope all is well after your storm, and you don’t freeze doing your jobs..the animals always seem to know when bad weather is coming, and must love to know that they will be cosy with your help. I love all the pictures you take of your home/animals etc., and also hearing about all the trials and tribulations of your lovely, but hard life. Keep up the brilliant work, and best wishes sent from the u.k sue x
Hullo there Sue in the UK. It is windy and cold but not too bad yet. At least I only slid on the ice once thankfully falling forward much to Poppy’s delight.
I hope that chicken who favors the tree so much came down before the big blow started. You may be searching out a neighboring farm for her is she was silly enough to stay up there 😉
😃😃
Yes
Yes they are all inside the hen-house today. Sensible birds
I love wild weather – aside from it being a change from the norm, I get to see if there are improvements I need to make to things to accommodate it – we’re experiencing more extreme ‘weather events’ each year and need to be able to withstand them.
Very true.
Snow blizzard totally missed us,just a bit of white on the roof, but can hear the wind..it’s in the high 20’s now. Will have to be traveling to Chicago tomorrow, dropping off an offspring. Taking the boots! Stay well and warm.
Good luck on your drive. I am hoping to get up to Chicago on Wednesday. We have a cold few days ahead of us.
yes, and we could use the snow insulation, but not when anyone is traveling! Good travels to you as well. Someday, we will meet up.
I now have a vision of you facing into freezing gale force wind searching for your wayward boots on icy ground, brrrrr. Be careful out there in the tempest. Laura
Luckily my boots were ok. Just freezing cold!!
It must be difficult getting out from under the covers in that kind of weather.
One thing I have never had a problem with is getting out of bed. Thank goodness.
Hope all is well today and that your boots are waiting on the porch!
Yes! My boots were patiently waiting where I left them- thank goodness
I hope you find all your buckets!! I love wild weather when I don’t have to do anything in it. 😀
I get maudlin when I have to stay inside for too long so I am grateful I have be out there really . And the barn is like an oasis.
There is something primal in having to go out into bad weather. It feels challenging in a fun way, at least to me. I hope your buckets are easy to find though. That wold be annoying.
I live in wi and the wind is howling here too. You’re right. Its tough to sleep. No snow or rain just very very windy
Wind is an experience all of its own
When we got our first rain since last spring, the abundant moon dust in the shops became a deep slurry of mud! All my colleagues were rushing around town to clear drains of months of much and scum. We were all soaked and muddy and filthy. It was RAD!
Rad is you best word! Rain is glorious after a long dry spell. Sounds wonderful
It is 80’s lingo from the Santa Clara Valley. I used to speak Val.
Delicious!
Okay, I need a translation.
“It is kind of exciting” hahahaha. Just goes to show that “exciting” isn’t always the same thing as “fun.”
I read your blog faithfully, although I almost never comment. Just wanted to pop in to say, “hello” and let you know I’m thinking of you on your boot and bucket hunt.
Melissa! Thank you and hullo there! I found a couple of the buckets blown into the Wendy House but other than that – all good!
I finally had to get out of my bed around 3:30am and go close the barn doors and fasten the main one so it would stop banging against the barn. But I think the wind was worse than predicted, as I was a bit scared as I ventured out into the night with a flashlight with the wind trying to knock me over.
It was strong aye!! And with ice underfoot from the freezing rain it can be scary.