I Love You To The Farm and Back

Or rather: I love you to the Beach and then Back to the Farmy. I leave the farm today. In a few hours actually, so I had better finish my packing.

Packing is a bit like writing – I throw everything in there then spend the rest of the time editing stuff back out.!

The Wheat Fields

When we get back all this will be harvested.

Today I leave the farm for 6 weeks. We had a good hit of rain last night. Storms running through at speed, their feet barely touching the ground.

And just before I leave two more little swallows drop down crying for their Mama. sigh. So the bread basket pretend nest once more comes into play. John has been informed that he can pick them up and pop them back in if they throw themselves out.

barn swallow chicks

It’s the best I can do little chicks. It worked once.

Everything is in order – even the dogs are washed.

And the Big Hogs are filthier than ever.

The New Site.

Still waiting for Monday when Duane can come in and fix the glitches. Still bloody determined to send out the email announcing that we have relocated on Monday. I leave for NZ at midnight Monday (US time) so I have given myself a day in a hotel lobby to get all this done – which will be easy with no distractions – pigs are distractions. Plus a reliable internet connection!! That will be nice!!

I arrive in New Zealand on Wednesday morning (NZ time).

So exciting. The first thing I have to do is go to a school play!

How sweet!

Have a lovely day.

I will chat briefly tomorrow to keep you all in the loop and talk about sustainable travel!

Celi

PS Let’s hope that when I touch the ground in NZ you all will have been introduced to the new site and I know that if anyone has any trouble with anything you will all help each other in the comments. In a really positive and kind way. That is how The Fellowship of The Farmy is.

PSS

I am going to post over in the new site (though you cannot subscribe yet) I am practising. So tiptoe over if you like (don’t tell Duaney) you can practice commenting – you will need to key in thekitchensgarden.org. SSSH – still a secret.

32 responses to “I Love You To The Farm and Back”

  1. I have an idea for the baby swallows. Perhaps a container/basket with higher/taller sides that they couldn’t launch themselves out of? I’m surprised their parents don’t think of this and construct their nests as such. Lol.
    Fun and happy travels..will be looking forward to photos from another hemisphere. 🙂

      • Well I probably wouldn’t use anything Too high as the parents might get confused. I don’t think swallows can fly up and over into something and back out again…they are kind of the fly by with food types. Hah!

      • Thanks Heather and C hris. John said they are still doing ok today. I think it may be the same mother – the fledglings were in the exact same place the others were found. She has her nest in the rafters above.

  2. I will wave to you as you come in to land. I know it’s thousands of kms, but it’s still a helluva lot closer than Illinois. South Island is due some rain on Wednesday and Thursday, North Island on Friday. Not a lot, just a good sprinkling.

  3. Ahh ~ I love these pictures of the wheat ~ brings back memories when we had wheat harvest every year!!! And that aroma of baling straw!!! And I always helped Mother make the fresh glazed donuts, her delish sandwiches and ice tea!!! Those guys loved coming to our farm to help out!!! Happy travels Celi ~ I’m crying and wiping tears ~ Jerry and I were hoping to travel to NZ this coming January ~ NZ was in our plans but covid got in the way. Missing him so much. Enjoy some NZ lobster tails for me ~ there’s none other to even compare!!!

    • Oh that is so sad. I am so sorry Carol. We call them crayfish in NZ – they hold them in cages in the sea water in the Sounds until it is time to sell them! So fresh! I am sorry I made you cry! Take care now. Hope you got that rain.

  4. Have a lovely, safe and enjoyable trip. We got a storm early this morning, with a lightning strike about 30-35 feet from my window (that was a close one and got a branch down on the small-cottage-that-used-to be a-garage just behind the house) and I could feel the tickley electric from the discharge. I don’t mind the storms, just the close strikes and this is the 5th one that’s been about that close.

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