I’ve spent the last six days battling a spike in blood pressure, and finally decided to bite the bullet, accept the fact that I’m neither perfect nor still young, visited the doc, and got some pills, which I started yesterday afternoon, and bp is way down today already. Yahoo! End of that boring subject…
It is warmer out today, only zero! And tonight late we are to have another snow storm. One report says 6-10, the other 7-14…in any case, a significant snow storm. So, this afternoon I must remember to pick up the “feeding sleds” and put them in the shed, so I don’t have to hunt for them all over the field under the snow in the a.m. Last time I forgot, and only found two of the three, so we limped along until the third re-appeared two weeks later. I still love the anticipation and the snow. Even at my ripe old age! It is still a treat for me and not a chore. I love that!
Lizzie is a very good girl! She is now coming inside when I call her after she’s been out playing by the sheep. Finally, finally, finally. Now we tackle the pulling when walking thing, get her to lie down and not sit when I say lie down, and sit, not lie down, when I say sit. She’s got the commands backwards…but she’s responding. Another yahoo!
AND, I have read in the papers that President Obama is jumping in with both feet and working hard to turn things around. A third yahoo! It is definitely a yahoo-week.
I went to a workshop at Country Treasures, the remarkable quilt store in Chester, on Saturday, and worked on a new quilt, “cozy cabin”. It’s a lot of sewing. Got several blocks finished, but no where near the whole thing pieced. Today, later, I hope to work on it some.
Grandson, Peter, called yesterday and talked for 45 minutes. He is like his Uncle Peter in so many ways, one being it takes him longer to tell you about a movie, than it took for the movie to run all the way through. Patience, Granny, patience! it is wonderful to have these calls from him. It isn’t a family call: he just calls me all on his own and talks for 45 minutes. I sure hope he has his family’s permission to do this. He’s 9.
I finished reading “World Without End”, Ken Follett’s follow up novel to his first historical novel of Medieval times, “The Pillars of the EArth.” Very well done, a good look at late medieval rural England, the development of architecture, medicine, and ethical behaviour (or not!). I thoroughly enjoyed it. It’s helping me to get a sense of the history of medieval times, in preparation for our trip to Yorkshire in June. Now on to “Tipperary” about Ireland, and specifically the area we will be staying in there. Another follow up, this one to “Ireland”. Frank somebodyoranother…totally forgot, and too lazy to go in the other room and look. Read the first one before last trip to Ireland, filled with tales and myths of Ireland, sense of history of the place. I would guess this is a continuation…will find out.
We had our first tamworth pig pork chops last night. I picked up the pork at Boz’ on Friday. He said the pits weighed in at between 325-350 pounds, certainly biggere than the ones killed in September! The chops were tasty and tender…I’m a convert. I’ve emailed Matt about getting two piglets in the spring. I am glad that now the pigs we raise will be a rare and threatened breed as well as the other animals we have. It’s one small way to combat the proliferation of commercial breeds, which tend to be eating machines and dumb as stumps. Of course, these primitive breeds are smarter than the standardized ones, and can be more challenging to manage, but that is a positive for me. Now I just have to figure out the chicken thing. The cornish cross meat birds are anathema to me: dumb as stumps, only eat, eat, eat, so easy to dress out, they tell me, that the guts just fall out of them, almost (surely that can’t be healthy?). The ones I’ve gotten, the Kosher Kings, “semi-mutants” are more to my liking. Last year I got just heavy breeds, but cooking them is a challenge. They have tended toward toughness, unless stewed, and though we like stewed chickens, we also like roast chicken and grilled chicken, which these guys are definitely not candidates for. So, I’m pondering…all thoughts welcome. I’d love to just have non-mutant food “on campus”.