Tag: cold

SLUGGISH

I almost cried this morning when I woke – checked the temperature and found that it was only -17f ( -27c) – the forecast was calling for -26f and after struggling through yesterday I was in despair.

THE ICEMAN

After almost two inches of rain, and no evaporation, no rain soaking into the frozen ground, we have slowly descended back into the bad cold. See this? All ice. Not polished like a skating rink but just as slidey. Like throwing buckets of water…

KICKING THE COWPATS

I was out kicking cowpats yesterday afternoon – as you do.  As you would – if you had seasoned cowpats to kick. But they need to be properly seasoned.  If you kick them when they are too wet they stick to your gumboots. if…

PIGLET PICTURES AS WINTER DESCENDS

PIglets in a second but first I was watching the blowing snow through the green of the glasshouse as I watered the plants being grown for summer consumption. It is an interesting lesson in the juxtaposition of seasons.  Spring piglets in the barn. Snow…

DOING ALL I CAN

Taking a step back from mothering the mothers and their babies is hard for me. But the new babies had a good day yesterday. The barn is closed up and quiet. Womb-like except for the lack of warmth. Poppy’s Seven have learnt to drink and…

REALITY

Yesterday, when my new second-hand shelves arrived in three random boxes ready for me to put the shelves together without directions and with pieces missing, I thought how this would be a fun game to play on a Reality TV show.  The player is handed a…

TWO BY TWO

I try so hard to allow myself to feel the contentment of what is in my moment. To lie in the damp sunlight and chew my cud.  To wander from patch to patch lazily searching out green. Instead, I endlessly worry about things that have…

IPHONE IMAGES

Yes, with two very good cameras at my disposal sometimes I just take pictures with my phone.

SUGARING SOON

While we were embracing (somewhat reluctantly) snowfall after snowfall over the last week or so I spent more time than usual in the kitchen.  I get hungry when I am stuck inside. 

BLACK AND WHITE

Black and White. But not by design. For days now we have been under this heavy lid of pale gray cloud. Under the threat of snow. Below freezing. A frozen solid white bread sandwich. Colour has fled our world.