Monday, May 6, 2013

My Imagined Spring!

A day’s work is a day’s work, neither more nor less,
and the man who does it needs a day’s sustenance, a night’s repose,
and due leisure, whether he be a painter or a ploughman.
            George Bernard Shaw.


Oh I could not wait for spring, once the snow was gone and I was no longer able to snowshoe to the bush I looked forward to the warmth of spring and for the dampness and cold to retreat till at least next November. Thinking of those kind of days where I could be found enjoying the cool breeze, and sitting on my front porch with a nice glass of ice cold lemonade watching the  hypnotizing movement of the lush green grass blowing in the wind on the front lawn. Listening to the birds singing and watching them pick their lodgings for the upcoming family expanding time. Oh yes the peace and quiet of the country. Nice thoughts but I had forgotten just how much work goes into those spring days before that sitting and dreaming on the porch stuff happens.

My Hero has been out working on that rail fence since before I had even gotten out of bed this early morning I looked out the window and seen him hard at work. I had made a pot of coffee and grilled up a couple of cheese with ham and a little onion thrown in sandwiches. I poured two tall travel mugs of coffee and wrapped those sandwiches in foil and headed across the finally hay growing field and to the side of the barn so he would not have to stop. There is so much to do and knowing this had to be done and the day was going to get even busier this was the best option for him.


Good morning the fence is looking great, I say handing him his coffee. He smiles, I look at his dusty very tired looking face and am a little sad that I am not standing beside him holding the rails, and twisting the wire doing this thing we have always done together; I know he understands that the Fibro has taken that ability away from me, I also know he heard me up last night; the pain appears to not be all about the cold now. I try to focus on what I can do and not what I cannot do anymore but sometimes I pause and think about My Hero and how this illness has affected him. I push those thoughts out of my head and I plop down on the green lush grass of soon to be hay, and he sits on a rail. This is our official first picnic of the year. There will be many more field picnics as the season continues.

 We talk about what needs to be done today and I was not surprised to hear there was going to be a ladder up the side of the barn screwing down another loose piece of steel. I listened but was secretly hoping we get too busy to deal with it today and that idea will be postponed till tomorrow. I was relieved to hear him say the side of the barn not the roof.


 I have always loved these early morning talks planning our day and this was a great way to start it outside surrounded by what we love. Suddenly we both stop talking to hear the wild Turkeys gobbling behind us back in the bush; I love that sound we both smile and wait to hear more. We decided we should plant some pole beans in the loose dirt behind where the rail fence has been built as an experiment to see if they will grow up the fence and make for easy picking later it would be silly to waste this opportunity. We were given some very hardy pole beans from Portugal that had tasted very sweet and tasty last year so we both agreed this should work.

 The peas My Hero had planted a couple of weeks earlier behind the rail fence facing the sun are doing well they are now up about two inches. My Hero had dumped and leveled fresh dirt off between the rail fence and the wild onions that come up every year in front of our big hay field. We laugh at the memory of when our old stubborn milk cow Mary used to break out and eat all of them every year and our milk always tasted like onions. Life was tough back then and there was much more work but we laugh about it now. Today we will plant our bush beans in rows in that dirt and I am going to cut and dry those wild onion tops and jar it for soup for the winter. I was not going to put in a garden this year because of the Wild Parsnip that still plagues us but I do love picking and eating our own vegetables and maybe this new spot will work nicely. I pack up the picnic and head to the house to get gloves to pick those hot onions and plant those bean seeds. My Hero gets back to the fence building. The days plan is now set I have to get my part into motion.


I planted all the pole beans along the fence while My Hero planted the bush beans in the new garden plot, I cut and filled a huge bag of those hot wild onions and dragged them back to the house to rinse then spread out on my clothes drying rack on a clean sheet to dry. I could see My Hero still working on the fence, I threw the laundry in, vacuumed the house and did the dishes.
While keeping busy I almost forgot to go take My Hero some more water and a banana, off I go then back to the house to  take the onions off my clothes drying rake and placed them on the ground they were drying nicely in this wind but kept blowing off. I hung my clothes on the rack.

Sitting here now writing this I can hear the screw gun and that can only mean one thing, the steel on the barn is being fixed and My Hero is up the darn ladder again. I better go check on him.


I cannot believe it is only two o'clock and I have not even started the lawn mower to cut that nice hypnotizing movement of the green grass blowing in the wind. I wonder when that ice cold lemonade and sitting on the front porch relaxing season will be here, I may have imagined that.

Later


41 comments:

  1. Always lots to do on your farm, no matter the season. You guys are hard workers.

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  2. Oh I hope those pole beans do well!

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  3. Your Hero sure does work hard... but so do you taking very good care of him.

    You make me tired just telling me all the work your Hero does.

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  4. Just wanted to know what wild parsnip is and can you eat it?

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  5. I love reading your blog - it is like escapism onto a farm. It sounds so idyllic, even with it's flaws! I dream of that life! Sorry to hear you are unwell :(

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  6. Funny thing is with the warm weather the last few days my FM has been flaring. Never ending job when one works f/t and then has much work to do at home as well. I wish I could run the tiller thru the garden, but it just not going to happen.

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  7. I may be the only one but I was happy when the lawn needed mowed. I was so tired of winter and thrilled that things were growing :)

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  8. What beautiful green in your pics! And what an accurate picture of the hard, hard, but rewarding work there is on a farm/ ranch. Take care of yourself, my friend~

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  9. the onions look wonderful! love the last shot (and i know you dread it). :)

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  10. I am catching up with your blog! I love to read what you are up to, I think we are kindred spirits and it sounds like our husbands are too! Always up before dawn working on something around the farm.
    I so enjoy your blogs! Happy spring Buttons! xo Cindy

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  11. Those lemonade on the porch days are few and far between.

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  12. I can see the bright green grass growing in your pictures, Buttons, and I'm happy for you, that spring is truly coming! Finally! It won't be long before we all need a cold glass of lemonade to cool off with. It's hard to believe it will soon be HOT! Enjoy your day! :)

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  13. Spring onions, yummy! I am going to plant my suburban veggie garden on the May two-four weekend.

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  14. green green SPRING HAS ARRIVED TO BUTTONS PLACE!!!!!!

    love the fact that Im not the only one who dries wild things they find - im always rooting in the creek for wild catnip...the cats wont let it dry though without a fight! LOL

    and do I have a picture to show you that would even make your hero's knees quiver...i framed out a wall and drywalled it this weekend...but it was high up...and the ladder didnt reach...

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  15. I love the way you describe your morning with your Hero. What a poet you are.

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  16. We have been enjoying a spectacular spring - no humidity - yet!

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  17. Sounds like your Spring is way ahead of ours. Happy for you. Watch that man of yours on the ladder. xo

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  18. Busy days, B! And there never seem to be enough hours to do everything. Here's wishing you many sweet and happy lemonade moments:) Hugs! xx

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  19. Ice cold lemonade on the porch sounds so good right about now! We had a cold, rainy weekend. Hope your beans grow well!

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  20. You have yourself a very good man..you're so lucky. I'm sure he really appreciates you and how you look after himas he does you. Hope the house keeping and lawns got sorted and you got to sip on the lemonade.

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  21. Here's wishing you some relief from that miserable pain. You have a good man in Your Hero. Hoping he stays safe with all that spring work. Hugs to you both.

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  22. Your "picnic" sounds lovely; I can picture those cheese sandwiches with ham and onion (yum!) and the mugs of coffee; you on the grass and your hero on the fence rail. Perfect spring.

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  23. Spring is a busy time on the farm, maybe early summer will be for sitting on the porch with some lemonade. That was sweet of you to take breakfast to your Hero! :)

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  24. oh you so understand! I have always felt such a pull to live on a working farm as I did during childhood. I feel cheated somewhat that my mind and soul are willing but my body is growing largely unable to do the dusk to dawn physical tasks required to run and maintain fences, buildings, machinery,plantings etc.My husband works long days in construction during the busy season only to come home and work 14 hour days on the farm each weekend. Spring is especially busy isn't it? He is oh so patient and understanding with my illness and it's limitations but I NOT! LOL. I guess we just have to love and support them in other ways.

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  25. B,

    Your Hero understands, don't worry about not being able to help with the fence. You do so many other things on the farm, like making those delicious sandwiches. Where' mine????
    On a serious note, love your pictures and post.

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  26. Hey B.
    You sure paint an amazing picture when you put out a post. Loved it.

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  27. LOVE reading your farm stories....what a beautiful life!!! Blessings and Healing your way~~~Roxie

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  28. You paint a verbal picture of such a wonderful way of life.

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  29. I know so much what you are going through. My heart breaks when I see Hubbie having difficulty lifting and carrying things that he would have thrown over his shoulder with no effort. Simple things now have to be planned in advance and the energy drudged up from somewhere just to do them! I, too, dread it when hubbie says that there is a leak on the barn roof. I know he won't get someone in to help but will go up that ladder himself whilst I hold my breath!
    As for doing things together....in the yards, working the cattle together...a lot of hot air and dust....and sometimes hot words....I can no longer help with that either!! But, like you, there are the precious times...sitting with a cup of tea and seeing what we can do together and what I can just give as support......these are precious times that so many people who throw up their hands in the air and abandon their marriage at the first sign of trouble....never enjoy. The feeling of having done it....together (even if my part is now cheering from the wings instead of actively helping)!
    and...perhaps the dreams of iced lemonade and watching the breeze riffle through the long grass are what keeps us going and keeping on keeping on...through those hard times....to enjoy the good!
    I don't know about you but there is a deep sense of satisfaction and completeness sitting at the end of the day, dusty and oh so weary.....together!!! Joan

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  30. It is good to keep busy. The days do go fast. I'm glad you have good weather and I wish we could sit on the porch together and enjoy a good visit.

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  31. Ah, the country life. Always sounds idyllic but people so often forget the hard work that is constantly waiting to be done.
    I do know what you mean about not being able to do help the way you once did. It is different for us, in or 80s, as we live in a suburban cottage but I have chronic osteo arthritis and can only manage a few menial tasks now. I am so fortunate in having a wonderful man who at 83 will hang out the washing and bring it in and try to cover the work I once did in our garden. He also does our weekly shopping and sticks to the list I give him which is wonderful.
    I envy you your change of seasons though. We sort of go from summer to a mild winter with not a lot of difference in between.

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  32. Quick plant some beans at the bottom of the ladder, so he can't climb anymore.

    Jen

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  33. The porch and lemonade to come after the busy spring. Pole beans, I can see they look like a pole but not familiar with them. Enjoy your days my friend. Hugs M xoxox

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  34. You did have a busy day! It's good you took your camera with you to document it. The ladder looks like a sturdy one, at least.

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  35. I am humbled - in comparison it seems I've done nothing . .

    Thank you for mentioning, in passing - how your body has changed. You offered me strength in those few words. Suddenly i am no longer alone, focusing on the things i CAN Do . . .

    Thank you for sharing part of your day with us.
    -g-

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  36. Let's don't rush the lawn cutting season altho it's already here down south! Love your morning. I know he was glad to see you coming. I do hate my men to get on ladders!!! Take care of yourself.

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  37. The plows and planters are running all hours these days!! Got a little mowing done today myself, too cool for ice cold lemonade yet, but it is something to look forward to. Don't work too hard. I know it's spring and time to make hay yadda yadda yadda!!
    Enjoy!

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  38. Your Hero sounds like one amazing fella! I love your description of how your morning began. Every morning should be just like that.

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  39. Best part of doing a lot is looking at what you've accomplished. :) You've certainly been busy!

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  40. Some days it is easy to focus on what we can do, but I know those other days too Buttons. Ride the wave ~ your awsome.

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  41. i am surprised you're planting already. we still had frost last weekend. i may need to search out these pole beans of yours. and the thought of a field picnic just makes me smile. :)

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