Tag: peacock

COMING UP FOR AIR

The relief of warm air is palpable. I can touch, maybe even palpate, this relief. This morning is 7f ( -13C) as I awake. Above Fahrenheit’s less that scientific Zero. But measurement is all an invention to some degree or other. After we run… Continue Reading “COMING UP FOR AIR”

LAST NIGHT

Last night as the wind blew hard and the temperatures dropped so fast my face ached, I got all the chores finished. Finally got in the house. Finally peeled off the layers of messed up miserable ramshackle outdoor homeless person clothing. Finally got my… Continue Reading “LAST NIGHT”

YOU SHOULD SEE THE NIGHT

Last night the moon and the deep white snow joined in to create a glow that seemed to come from the Earth herself. I wish you could have seen it. It appeared to lift from under the snow like deep shuttered light from below.… Continue Reading “YOU SHOULD SEE THE NIGHT”

THE GREAT LEVELER

I want to put two ll’s in leveller. (There are going to be problems when I get to SPELLING in my English course). Anyway, Our John thinks we got over Six inches yesterday. Nice light fluffy snow.

CHUBBY CHOPS

I often find things when I examine images in the morning as I prepare them for publication. I think that is a jacket? On the post behind the peacock. I know exactly where my one work jacket is so it must be the woodcutters!

MOO FREE

This morning as I write there are no mooing calves. I am not sure whether to be relieved or grateful or worried that they have all run off.

HOPEFUL SPROUTS

As I work even harder to feed my animals without buying feed in plastic bags the sprouting gets more and more important. As we know plastic is not going anywhere but into the piles and landfills in our respective countries. It is quite simply… Continue Reading “HOPEFUL SPROUTS”

ONCE AGAIN

The farmy has a sunny day ahead. Plus a high that may just tip us above freezing. My arms ache from carrying buckets of water for the cows so I hope we can get the hoses out today.  Carrying water is hard work. 

THE TONGUE

Do you see it? That little full-to-the-brim milk tongue. 

WILD YOU

The Kitchen Garden Retreat on Airbnb is toddling along quite nicely. I have guests expected today so it is all set up and looking so beautiful. I will bake bread and leave a loaf on the counter and a small bottle of fresh milk… Continue Reading “WILD YOU”