A farmers toast!

Let the wealthy and great, Roll in splendour and state, I envy them not i declare it, I eat my own lamb, My chickens and ham, I shear my own fleece and i wear it, I have lawns,I have bowers, I have fruits,I have flowers, The lark is my morning alarmer, So joyful boy's now, Here's god speed the plough, Long life and success to the farmer!!
Showing posts with label monty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monty. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Home work...

Monty's moustache
DAWN


Thing's that would reach to my inner self....This is quite hard homework miss.......


There are song,s and pieces of music which i don't know the names to, which make my hands prickle, and the hairs rise on the back of my neck ,and i could cry, they come to me like a memory, but with no form just overwhelming feelings.....I feel sure they would reach me.

One song is" The spinning wheel by maureen o'hara" i think.. deep memories of mutton broth, and bakelite plates at my nanas while it played..

Kate Bushes "womens work" and "moments of pleasure" they are 2 of the songs i put on to a tape,to play while i was in labour....

Theres another tune,, which when me and the children are returning Home after our adventures away put on a mile away and it reaches it's crescendo as we reach our drive, it's now a tradition....it's harp music i'll have to discover its name.


My children can reach me , I hear them call me not with my ears but with my soul [don't tell them that they'd never believe me]..


"Smell" the wonderful herby smell of my garden this time of the year........

Lily of the valley, fresh grass, campfires with potatoes, Clean washing, cinnamon, ..The smell of my children, and colin each have their own scent only noticed by me, but i'd recognise them anywhere.........My mothers shawl, retains her scent and even 8yrs later it comforts me like a big hug.......


Touch, from the grip of a babys hand , to the feel of colins work roughened huge hand, I would be truly isolated and bereft, without touch.....The bark of a tree , grass tickling my feet, The wind touches me all the time i love to stand arms outstretched head back while the wind buffets me its exhilarating and fills me up to the brim like a skittish pony..?

Mud squelching between my toes..

Drinking the Dew of leaves...

Dogs ears and eyes..

My hair being plaited then released..!


The smell of meadowsweet!

Monty's moustach!

Saturday, May 12, 2007

monty revenge!

We woke up to another glorious day,and the sounds of the girls getting monty ready to take to the river, they've been looking at my old shots of Appleby horse fair and fancy swimming a horse down the river [ it's only 2ft deep so not much chance of that], i popped out before they left and poor monty they've given him a hair cut, it rivals cowgirls drunken snipping, they'd taken 2ft of his tail and his fringe is ridiculouse he looks like a pantomime horse! I was very cross and ranted and raved..........sorry mum! sorry jo! sorry mrs rowley![the last one as only just met me and is still in awe] they'll all said looking very contrite........and off they scuttled....
I continued up bodran to the spring to see if anything was happening and faffed about with the pipes,,,,,,,,When "I Felt a call" a jolt in my belly! ! i stood up and listened not a sound?? i started to walk down slowly holding my hair back so i could hear! was that a sheep? yes i carried on down anyway and the house was in view.....There it was again!!! i couldn't make out words just recognised noises, and i started to run ....."it felt like i was running through treacle" "in slow motion like a nightmare" Thought's are flashing through my head ! they've been hit by a car! !!who's hurt the horse or the children !!! or both!! one's fell off! !!ones been kicked! I could hear the screaming clearly now MUM ! !! MUM!!!MMMMMMummmmm into the house for car keys what will i need mind racing!!! mobile!!! towels!!! apples!!!?? at least 3 mins must have passed now it feels like 15 leapt in the car shot down the drive to be met by a volvo at the end!! [my heart is in my mouth] a guy gets out, opens the door and lets a tearful nelly out ! ""The horse stood on her foot""he said.......

Well i got her home it is bruised and she'll lose a nail nothing a cuppa and a bowl of water couldn't fix, Well monty got his own back for the hairdo the old bugga!!! I wonder if he knew????
What is amazing is theres no way i could of heard her from where i was! ! !there was about two miles and hills between us and blumin sheep bleating!! a strange twilight moment......................And having relived this i need a stiff drink.....thank god it was only a foot..x