MINDS OF THEIR OWN

Yesterday morning a cow and her calf broken out of a neighbors field walked across the road and broke INTO my field. John’s son reported a disturbance over there and when I arrived I was bemused to find I had an extra cow dozing under the trees.

She is an old show cow so my neighbor walked across with her halter and led the cow and calf home.

It rained again in the afternoon- bucketing down. Coming back from the North this time.

These storms are so viscous that I can’t work in them. Wherever I am I just have to hunker down and wait it out.

The cows stand with their rear ends to the wind and rain and wait with stoic patient bovine-ness. Think like a cow.

And later.

I am breaking down my kitchen in preparation for finally putting in a new floor and counter. ( this will take a long time but you have to start something before you can finish it – MY woe before I get to GO). So while I was rearranging I swapped the rubbish arrangement around. Now the big bin is for recycling and the little tiny bin is for landfill rubbish. Why I did not do this years ago I do not know. The recycling was always overflowing. But it makes me think hard about every bit of trash. I don’t trust recycling agencies though but we can only do what we can. If one drinks any kind of beer or wine – which I do – one has to deal with recycling off the property.

The piglets have scorned their fancy creep and made their own – they burrowed into the break out side and have made a little sleeping area between a wall and a big box.

Minds of their own.

I opened the gate for Poppy but she preferred to lie in a puddle close to her brood. The epitome of a hot sow.

What an awful shot.

Hopefully she will take all her babies out into the shade today.

Talk soon.

Celi

25 responses to “MINDS OF THEIR OWN”

  1. Yes my kitchen could do with a revamp, but I chicken out at the thought of gutting it and the ensuing mess …. Maybe because I don’t have cute piggies to watch in my yard. I have 5 rubbish bags in two wheelie bins, recycling in 4 bags and landfill and non-recyclable in 1. Laura

  2. The clouds look like the “Old Master’s” painted them. Beautiful.
    Peace to all on the farmy.

  3. We did the same thing to our kitchen last summer. New floor and new countertop. It essentially gave us a new kitchen for a small investment. We opted for vinyl plank floors being that I am in constant motion through the kitchen to the carving shop or to the garden.

  4. The baby and mama cow in the boot look like they didn’t want their feet in the mud any longer if they could help it. I hate sudden storms. I watch the weather on my phone by the hour so I know when it’s going to get too hot for me to be out in it. 🙂 We have thunderstorms coming in around 3 p.m. I best get a move on too.

  5. It may not be a glamorous shot of Poppy, but she looks very comfortable. You could charge stray invaders for grazing as if it were a lemonade stand. Good luck with your kitchen renovation. Will you mainly use the bbq for cooking or just work around the chaos? Happy 1st of July for Canada and to our neighbours in the United States, Happy 4th!

  6. Speaking of cows 20 years ago “Cows on Parade” —would appear all over Chicago. All 334 of them. They gave me such a lift! And now a few of them are back on display for only the month of July at the Jane Byrne Park, 180 East Pearson St.

  7. Hee hee! The piggies in their ‘squeeze box’! That’ll last for a few more pounds and inches! And nothing like a ‘chocolate’ milk bar ala mama! Happy July everyone!

  8. I don’t envy you the kitchen reno. We gutted ours about 9 years ago. I set up a make shift kitchen in the studio using an electric fry pan, microwave and kettle, as well as the barbie outside and there we were for 6 weeks. Our daughter remembers it fondly she tells me, like civilised camping! Love all the photos but that one of the cloud is very broody!

    • I am throwing all the nasty cupboards and drawers out and I hope to get in a stainless steel bench with no drawers no cupboards no bullshit. Just the bench with shelves underneath. And a floor. We have been walking on the sub floor for 10 years. But nothing is ever as easy as it sounds

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