Day: December 22, 2017

Winter has arrived and made itself known, and for those many people who love the idea of a White Christmas, a wish granted. Tonight, the day was one minute longer than yesterday, and by February, the day will be almost 40 minutes longer than today.

That’s a good thing to focus on. But we have a lot more snow to get through today and tomorrow morning – 4 to 8 inches, and then some more on Monday morning. We are locked in at the farm, nowhere to go tomorrow, plenty of wood in the shed and food in the refrigerator.

Hopefully, we’ll get to a Christmas sing on Sunday, and hopefully, a movie on Monday. The afternoon feeding was a bit more complex than usual. We gave the sheep and donkeys grain to be warm – single digits tonight and Red kept order.

We fed the chickens in their roost and put warm water in an electric heated bowl in there for them. We gave the animals second cut hay for more warmth. We shoveled the walks, brushed off the cars and warmed their engines, and I scraped snow off the roof.

I also shoveled the back porch. I’m happy to say my angina is not troubled by shoveling a good thing for my heart. I’m grateful for Red on days like today – it would be hard to handle the rush for grain without him.

I think we’re in for the night except for letting the dogs go out a couple more times. Maria and I love snow storms, we love being in our sturdy farmhouse, with each other, I got two books to read today over the weekend.

I am grateful not to be cold and hungry tonight, and thinking of those who are. I hope to get to the Mansion this weekend to check in. I’ll be blogging throughout, storms are very beautiful here.

(Ed Gulley’s Tin Man is our weather indicator, and our flagship. Check out the Bejosh Farm Journal for details of the Standing Eggs and also for details on life on a working dairy farm in a snowstorm.)

We woke up to some pre-Christmas snow, which is okay by us, I’ve ordered two thin gourmet pizzas from the Round House Cafe if I can get there – we will be holed up for awhile –  and we have plenty of good food and wood.

Monday, weather permitting, we’ll go see the new Winston Churchill movie, “Darkest Hour,” if we can get there, and Saturday, some friends are having a Christmas sing-a-long (if we can get there), something I normally avoid, but which I feel like doing this  year.

In between, reading, blogging, talking, photos and walks. And hot chocolate and fires. I’ve just got to get Maria to slow down a bit.

This morning, I’m taking Gus to the vet to check his stomach, he is vomiting too often, even for a Boston Terrier. I want to see if we can figure it out, perhaps change his food or keep him out of the pasture for awhile. I’d like to talk about it with Dr. Fariello, she is a great strategist for things like that.

I’m collecting a stool sample always fun.

Looks like about 8 to 10 inches of snow by noon Saturday, nothing too awful and I am enough of a romantic to like a white Christmas. We sold Mawulidi’s chicken in seconds, as I thought would happen. Four of his birds to go.