Yesterday Derek and Lesley had a day off, of all the days of wall to wall sunshine, scorching temperatures and brilliant azure blue skies, they chose to go to Seattle in the rain, Seattle swathed in ponderous grey clouds, muddy puddles and dripping gutters…and still they smile.
Wesley held the fort here with Greg and I, after helping Lesley and Derek to produce today’s fashion shot of Lamb Chop, which I am proud to say I helped arrange and direct. As I scooted past Lamb Chop dutifully allowing his poopy butt to be washed and wearing a very fetching shade of blue, I was dodging raindrops heading somewhere else and feeding our photogenic lamb all at the same time. Pens were cleaned and horse stalls were polished ( artistic licence ) before the fun stuff began. Prayers were offered up to a higher force for good weather to bless our escapee Woofers, and momentarily the rain stopped…for long enough to get them off the ferry,..maybe. Maybe they even saw the tip of the mountain…most likely not ! They said they had a good day when they got home,.... they loved the ferry, said little about the city and still they smiled !!! We missed them.
After we three finished cleaning up the stalls, ready for horses sheep cows and chickens to instantaneously destroy the symmetrical beauty of the shaving beds in the stalls,( I sometimes wonder if I have ocd, smile) Greg and Wesley got to butchering poor old Annie, I loved that old ewe…I hope she tastes good ! Although it is not an assignment most people would look forward to, our Woofer Interns recognize the value of a safe clean and humane process and somewhere down the road in their farming future they may have to repeat the procedure, hopefully with as little stress to either party thanks to Annie. I have never eaten mutton and have only had unfavourable report of fatty gamey tough meat…I’ll keep you updated.
After lunch Greg and Wesley started work on the farm gate and entrance, I went back to work in the vegetable garden. I hate gardening !!! Still it rained ! . Something happens when rain meets dust/dirt and I was there to watch it..actually, I think I WAS it. A car drew up into the driveway, I tried to hide behind the grape vines, I tried to duck behind the raspberries and the driver of the car cheerfully called “Hello !” My cover was clearly blown, how stupid did I look wrapped around a raspberry cane ?... so I did what I could to save the moment. I began a close inspection of the roots in the ground and prayed they would leave before I had to show myself in my full muddy glory. Eventually I had to stand up as the visitor expectantly stood and waited for some level of conversation. DOH !!! I had mud smeared across my face my neck and my hair, thick black manure rich mud and I was wearing it well . Stating the obvious, I think I made some inane comment along the lines of " I think I'm dirty" but it was only when I checked out the mirror I realized what an understatement I had made....I was filthy, from head to toe I was streaked in nasty thick mud. Last night as I flicked through the tv channels, I came to rest on..."What NOT to wear", I could have answered that statement easily....mud !!!
My efforts were however not in vain and this morning as I checked out the garden I'm pretty sure I allowed myself a self satisfied smile and a pat on the back for the A team !!.Oh, and the farm visitor did say that she often looked like me when she was gardening..so i
Well, I'm a bit late posting this today, but the sentiment is the same, have a great day, keep safe, take care, M
Wesley held the fort here with Greg and I, after helping Lesley and Derek to produce today’s fashion shot of Lamb Chop, which I am proud to say I helped arrange and direct. As I scooted past Lamb Chop dutifully allowing his poopy butt to be washed and wearing a very fetching shade of blue, I was dodging raindrops heading somewhere else and feeding our photogenic lamb all at the same time. Pens were cleaned and horse stalls were polished ( artistic licence ) before the fun stuff began. Prayers were offered up to a higher force for good weather to bless our escapee Woofers, and momentarily the rain stopped…for long enough to get them off the ferry,..maybe. Maybe they even saw the tip of the mountain…most likely not ! They said they had a good day when they got home,.... they loved the ferry, said little about the city and still they smiled !!! We missed them.
After we three finished cleaning up the stalls, ready for horses sheep cows and chickens to instantaneously destroy the symmetrical beauty of the shaving beds in the stalls,( I sometimes wonder if I have ocd, smile) Greg and Wesley got to butchering poor old Annie, I loved that old ewe…I hope she tastes good ! Although it is not an assignment most people would look forward to, our Woofer Interns recognize the value of a safe clean and humane process and somewhere down the road in their farming future they may have to repeat the procedure, hopefully with as little stress to either party thanks to Annie. I have never eaten mutton and have only had unfavourable report of fatty gamey tough meat…I’ll keep you updated.
After lunch Greg and Wesley started work on the farm gate and entrance, I went back to work in the vegetable garden. I hate gardening !!! Still it rained ! . Something happens when rain meets dust/dirt and I was there to watch it..actually, I think I WAS it. A car drew up into the driveway, I tried to hide behind the grape vines, I tried to duck behind the raspberries and the driver of the car cheerfully called “Hello !” My cover was clearly blown, how stupid did I look wrapped around a raspberry cane ?... so I did what I could to save the moment. I began a close inspection of the roots in the ground and prayed they would leave before I had to show myself in my full muddy glory. Eventually I had to stand up as the visitor expectantly stood and waited for some level of conversation. DOH !!! I had mud smeared across my face my neck and my hair, thick black manure rich mud and I was wearing it well . Stating the obvious, I think I made some inane comment along the lines of " I think I'm dirty" but it was only when I checked out the mirror I realized what an understatement I had made....I was filthy, from head to toe I was streaked in nasty thick mud. Last night as I flicked through the tv channels, I came to rest on..."What NOT to wear", I could have answered that statement easily....mud !!!
My efforts were however not in vain and this morning as I checked out the garden I'm pretty sure I allowed myself a self satisfied smile and a pat on the back for the A team !!.Oh, and the farm visitor did say that she often looked like me when she was gardening..so i
Well, I'm a bit late posting this today, but the sentiment is the same, have a great day, keep safe, take care, M
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