The Snower’s Daughter
What a beautiful day today. Snow on the ground and a bright, sparkling sun in the sky. The kind of day you would really enjoy, if you could see it.
And very, very cold. They said on the radio that it had been -17 C during the night. It wasn’t quite that cold when I headed out to see the goats this morning. But the sun didn’t seem to warm much, and even with all the many layers of clothing i had on I was still pretty much frozen to the bone. And with the snow on the ground and the shining sun, it was sort of the worst of both worlds for my mobility and vision.
Beautiful, though.
And then I got to the playground and it was closed.
No one there. I stood at the goat house for a second and considered my options. Then I made my way to main playground house to see if anybody was there. Closed and locked as well. I knocked on the window but there was no reply. So I went back to the goat house. Luckily I still have the keys from when I was working there. I wasn’t sure if it would be a good idea to lock myself in, though. I haven’t done that since my eyesight started failing. Could I do it, could I lock again afterwards, would there be animals runinng wild and escaping? But I decided to do it, since I really needed to see the goats.
I got in okay, and there were no animals on the lose. Two sweet goats were in their pen, excited to see me. It’s very dark in there. At least for me. So I could barely see anything. It’s not exactly the best conditions to enjoy a good goat time. But of course I did enjoy it. Magnethe and Vanilje sweet as ever. Pushing each other around to get my attention. And the old bread and carrots I brought them. I’m not sure why the playground was closed, but it did seem like they hadn’t been fed yet. But you know how goats are. They have never been fed enough.
I said hello to the sheep too. It was a little hard, because I didn’t know how many sheep were supposed to be there, and I couldn’t really see. I think I spent 15 seconds petting a stack of hay. There was only one sheep there. I thought, at first. Then I went back to the goats. But out of the corner of my eye I saw a little white fluffball running around in the sheep pen. The light was a little better from where I was standing. T’was a little, young lamb. A cute thing. Very hard to see when I stood at the sheep pen. But I put my hand down towards the ground and waved it around slowly. And eventually the little white fluffball carefully came closer and sniffed at my hand. A cute little thing. It is always nice to make new acquaintances.
And so it all turned out well in the end. Goats, sheep and lamb for Plume.
January 27th, 2010 at 16:35
Lamb meat is so tasty :)
January 27th, 2010 at 18:33
I’m sure human tastes just as well. You should try it sometime.
January 28th, 2010 at 13:10
I’m going to London tomorrow. I’m scared. But it’ll be fine, I’m sure. But I’m scared. :(
January 28th, 2010 at 13:53
Desirée – I’m sure it will be a great time! Have fun. Say hello the queen from me!
January 28th, 2010 at 21:31
I will! ;) Oh, and I forgot to say, the layout looks absolutely fine to me! And also, we all know Songs of Sodor by heart now. Arthur & Raven watch it all the time. x
January 29th, 2010 at 1:10
Desiree: So you’re going to London to see the Queen! Have fun and pet one of the corgi dogs for us.
Ann: We don’t eat our lambsies. Or our goatzies. Or our small stacks of hay.
Plume: I’ve seen baby lambs in our area. Some white ones and three baby baa baas following their mother. Our contractor buddy starts lambing in March so there will be baby lambettes for months!
Our kitty kats always claim not to have been fed. Even after one of us has just fed them 10 minutes before. I like kitties, but they sometimes make up stories and don’t always tell the truth.
January 29th, 2010 at 5:37
It’s wonderful to read about the animals again. I missed them a lot. Oh, I don’t think I could eat them. I’m a vegetarian. But I wouldn’t mind dancing a little jig.
January 29th, 2010 at 19:57
LuisLemmings – I hope there will be more animal stories in the future. The more the better.
Debster – Can black sheep get white lambs? I think the lamb’s mother was black. Although it was hard to tell in the dark, of course.
Those kitties sure are naughty. I imagine they’ll grow up and get their own reality show on MTV.
Desiree . I am glad you are enjoying the songs. Over and over. How long before you regret that amazon wishlist I wonder? Heeh.
January 30th, 2010 at 6:36
White mama sheep can have black lambies, so I guess it can happen the other way round as well.
LuisLemmings: but don’t you eat fish tacos? Fishes have faces!
February 1st, 2010 at 16:53
Hei hei!
It’s so nice to hear that you made it to the playground! The blog looks just the same too, apart from some new sharing/bookmark links at the bottom. I have crawled out from under my PhD application, so I have some free time again, hurrah! It has been very cold here too, and it has snowed a *lot*. It is pretty, but not the easiest kind of weather for me to be out and about in — and thankfully I can stay in, so I do. I hope you get to visit the goats no matter what the weather!
*hugs*
February 1st, 2010 at 19:26
hei hei Valja
I hope your phd is going well. I have thought about getting a phd in goats, but I’m afraid the professors would look at me funny. And nibble on my sleeves.
We’re getting another snowstorm here, it seems. Doesn’t make it easy for me to get out. But I’ll make sure to get to see the goats when I’m able to.
I hope that bookmark/share bar isn’t too annoying, it’s only really there so I can post my blog updates onto my facebook, I don’t know how else to do it easily. But it seems to work at least.