Life.. in snapshots

Everything has a story

When I got divorced and subsequently moved 4 times in the past 6 years.. space became precious.. things became superfluous.. with a few exceptions..

The Bourbon Decanter on the right was my grandmothers.. I wish I had spent more time with her.. It has been preciously packed and moved and resides in my kitchen window for now.. It has been with me for 28 years and I hope one of my children will treasure it when I am gone..

The Bowl in the center was my mothers.. an unimportant forgotten “thing” left behind after her estate sale.. It is Porcelain and Lead.. an Oriental design and holds a beautiful Green Glass bottle stopper for a bottle I have never seen..

The Wire Chicken basket on the left was a gift from my youngest daughter .. she found it at an Antique shop and we plan to start using it to collect our eggs this spring..  filling it with memories that only a Wire Chicken Basket can hold..

The red and white Crochet item in the Chicken Basket was my mothers.. it moves from place to place in my life and home… and will likely return to residing on a shelf under a glass bowl of sort sort soon.. I don’t want it to get too sun faded..

The gray building out my window is a Sauna we are going to do some minor fixing to this spring and it will become the focal point of my back yard.. surrounded by a simple patio and flower and vegetable planters.. Tiki torches and Adirondack chairs on the left and in front and horse pasture to the right.. and adorned with simple paintings my younger daughter and I did last fall.. and become an interesting View even in the winter..

Life in snapshots..

Blacksheep

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Sunday Morning Cow Church

… a year

…..and a day

So much has changed… and so much has stayed the same.. I miss my boss, my friend and the cows… they were each very special and each left a permanent mark on who I am.. I promise to never forget what they taught me…

Yesterday I waited till everyone was gone from the barn and I sat with this brand new baby and I cried… I cried about everything I lost and about all the changes the past year brought… I cried because. . Like the cows… I thrive on consistency. ..

But… I think I’m gonna make it. .. even if things change again in the future… that is the lesson I’m trying to learn.. that no matter what.. I.. we are going to be ok..

I’m 2 thirds finished with the prayer shawl I’m crocheting to donate in memory of my late friend…

It’s called Violet in blues.. I hope that whoever ends up with it truly feels the love I put into each stitch…

And here is one of my favorite cows ..

#119. After every milking she stands at the front of the parlor.. puts her head in the side of the trimming stanchion.. and listens to the radio while she waits for her friend.. simple little things that I’d do well to remember. .

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Sunday Morning Cow Church

So clean… and quiet until 190 various personalities come in and mess up the joint. .

One of my favorite cows is Emma…

Emma is a total ham for the camera..

Well hello…

I’m SO pretty!

Are cameras yummy? Let me lick it!

Fay is photogenic .. and rather unimpressed. .

The past 18 months have been… well.. a struggle and I am still grieving the losses I’ve suffered. . Someone once told me grieving is sometimes done in bits and parts and pieces. .. and that is what I am doing..

Learning to Loving these cows… like I loved Vi’s cows is taking some time..

Blacksheep

It’s almost Caterday..

Miss Princess Her Highness Smooshey face..
she is crazy
she is fluffly
she.
is
Smooshey.

smoosh caught mid derp

beautiful whiskers and a captivating eye color

“u no get nice pic of me face”

“ok ok.. nice pic of me face”

“no no noo, smoosh no like pizza crust, leftovers are for peasants. I close mine eyes and it will be gone.. ”  well, perhaps the puppy will rescue you from this offending garbage..

..because.. taking pictures.. even in this limited capacity.. brings me contentment..

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Sunday Morning Cow church

So.. It seems that I have landed.. at least temporarily.. I have milked on this big farm several times a week for 2 and 1/2 years.. since the house I have been renting for almost 4 years has been sold, we have till the end of the school yer to move.. we are looking for housing on or very near this farm.. The owners value me as an employee and are working hard to get me a place and then I will permanently land here.. if not.. I will keep moving along..

the Sunrise here is beautiful, different but beautiful

The parlor is very nice.. modern and efficient. 17 aside New Zealand Swing Style with automatic takeoffs..

It takes 2 of us and We milk anywhere from a low 150 cows to a high of 225.. it’s funny how I don’t always recognize every face.. but I know who is who by Udder and Moo.. lol

The ladies here are top quality.. and I personally like most of them.. although my absolute favorite lady is out on vacation.. I will introduce her in a few weeks when she gets back..

 

I really hope this position can become permanent and full time for me.. There are learning and growing opportunities here.. I will get to milk full time, do some calf care and be an assistant to the herdsman..

but most of all.. Here there will be safety and security for me and my family..

 

Blacksheep

Sunday Morning Cow Church

A very merry cow church
A heifer Christmas song.
Sung to the tune of jingle bells

Oh the weather outside is frightful
And the cows in here are spiteful
Since we’ve no milk for you
What are those
Watch your toes
Kiss my nose

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Merry Christmas

Blacksheep

Sunday Morning Cow Church

Sunday morning cow church. ..
After a hellishly long week
I came home to my own newest parishioners. Full of milk now and all tucked in snug and warm for a nice Sunday afternoon nap… sweet dreams “Phineas and ferb”

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