Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Spinning!

 Drawing on my fine command of language I said nothing.
                            Robert Charles Benchley


The tractor engine is roaring and I sit on the hard cold air seat as my toes dangle just above the ground while waiting for the seat to warm up and hopefully slip down a notch so that my toes will touch the floor. The cool air from the fan overhead blows on my face, a chill goes down my spine, I shiver.

It is 7:30 on a frigid morning, I grab the pen that lies in the holder where I normally in the summer have a big jug of cool water, and I grab the notepad that I usually record what cows have calved, when and if there were any problems. I put pen to paper trying to slow down the spinning that has been going around all around me lately, spinning out of my control. The words that clamour around in my head demanding I listen. The pen skips a few letters as it tries to slide across the paper trying to capture those words that float about before they escape, I wonder if the ink is frozen after having sat out here for days in this cold frigid arctic air.


If the ground was blanketed with a white snow I would be distracted by its beauty and I could go snowshoeing, I would not be searching for something to do as I wait for the tractor to warm up to go feed the girls. Usually I would be walking around the barn yard taking photos, beautiful white fluffy photos of things covered with this veil of white but still trying to peek out to see what they are missing.

The fields are barren with shades of grey and brown but with the odd patch of dirty snow. My Hero had walked out to the barnyard very early this morning and plugged the block heater in on the tractor before he headed off down the road to his job in the city. The warm air should be blowing down on my face from the vents above very soon. The pen glides effortlessly across that pad of paper no longer frozen. I stare out the window looking at the barn. I stare and think.


The radio overhead suddenly stops pumping out the soothing music that calms my worry and a weatherman in a stern voice warns of impending storms bringing snow all around us but reassuring us that it will not reach here.
I place the paper and pen back in the holder where my cool jug of water usually sits all haying season and I push the clutch down. I turn to watch behind me as I back up with the now hot air blowing on my face coming from the vents overhead. I stop the tractor put into forward gear and head down the lane to go feed the girls that will be waiting for me.


This world of mine may be spinning, spinning and spinning but some things in this crazy world always remain the same and I take great comfort in that. I turn the heat down and remove my toque. Hello girls!



Later.

40 comments:

  1. That was really, really beautiful B! I know exactly what you mean about needing the snow to cheer up the season - it looks so dirty and b are in the winter without the white blanket! I am glad you. Are surviving the cold!

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  2. How well I remember those frigid days from when I lived on the Canadian prairies. Wishing you beautiful and peaceful moments in the midst of your winter.

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  3. We got your snow last night....here's hoping you got some too.

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  4. Sounds like you are having fun up there in the cold...keep warm my friend..Hugs M xox

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  5. Your girls are waiting for you...a welcome appearance every day in their world. What would they do without you?! Stay warm up there Buttons!

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  6. Do stay warm B. We are in a cold and snowy snap here but I haven't ventured out at all because of illness :(

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  7. A thin blanket of snow is definitely well appreciated this time of year by me. It really brightens up my world. Glad you finally got that pen to write. :)

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  8. Here's to thoughtful, tough, wonderful women with great work ethics ... here's to you Buttons !

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  9. B,

    Great post, I'm going to send you some of our snow. I would love to have green pastures.

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  10. I can almost feel that cold seat coming through my jeans! Great descriptive writing. Miss you. I need to catch up.

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  11. Very beautifully written, Buttons! Stay warm out there!

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  12. every day duties can keep us moving when otherwise we'd curl up and hide. :)

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  13. Oh, I do hope we get a white blanket for Christmas!

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  14. Love a good routine too. Wishing you a wonderful and peaceful winter B an looking forward to tagging along with your photos. Great post!

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  15. that spinning of thoughts is just so annoying, I hope writing them down helped dissipate their power, and that the 'girls' brought you calm...plus how uninformed am I, I did not you farmers had heaters in your tractors, that has got to nice!

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  16. Sometimes my internal dialogue can get me in a tail spin. Purposeful meditation and distractions are welcome. :-) I hope you find peace and calm. xoxo

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  17. Lovely writing, B. :-) I like reading about your experiences and what you see and how you see it. Sometimes my thoughts are coming so fast, I can hardly get them on the page fast enough. But writing them down does help me. Hope it does you, too.

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  18. I don't know how you do it all, but I'm impressed. I'd be hard pressed to get my hiney in gear that early in the cold, frigid morning. You go girl!

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  19. It must be nice to get out into the fresh air to clear your mind sometimes.
    Lynne x

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  20. Great title and photos for this post. I have a new name for your blog! Buttons Cows!

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  21. I love the quote at the beginning of your post Buttons. I need to pay attention to it.

    Beautiful photos for us today!

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  22. If we have to have the cold, we should have the beautiful snow :)

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  23. The girls sure look contented!! I love that image of the chain!

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  24. We got your snow yesterday and will be getting more on Saturday.
    Would you like me to send you some?
    ;-)

    Stay toasty

    diane @ aug's blog

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  25. At least you have a cab on your tractor to keep you out of the worst of the weather.

    It's good that you've found writing and knitting to help you sort out some of that spinning. Your friends near you and your blog readers benefit as well.

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  26. I so understand part of your frustration. That's why I ditch pens in the cold weather and resort to mechanical pencils. They do not freeze up and decide to put words here, there, and everywhere — or nowhere. Very reliable, pencils.

    Sorry, I canot help with the spiny thoughts. I have enough of those myself.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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  27. Snow all around but not where you are....seems to be the same way here. I'm getting a little peeved about the whole thing. Bring on the snow! : )

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  28. What beautiful writing. I love that you are sitting on a tractor.
    I shivered thinking how cold it must be out there.
    You captured it wonderfully.

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  29. You lead an interesting life. Enjoyed your post and your images this evening!

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  30. Great quote, B, and love all your photos of those rusty parts and gadgets. Wishing you peace in this quiet season. xo Karen

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  31. I'm amazed how you can take such stuff like bolts and nuts and chains and whatever else looks like nothing to most people....and turn it into works of art. You have an awesome outdoor studio by the way!

    Cindy Bee

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  32. PS. It was 3degrees outside when I woke up today.

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  33. Very beautiful! Keep yourself warm out there! ;-)

    Greetings! ;-)
    dzjiedzjee.blogspot.com

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  34. There is a beauty in our everyday duties :) I'm not one for cold weather, but I do enjoy bundling up and tending to my chickens first thing in the morning. It gets me up and going!

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  35. okay - so what i got out of that is this -

    us menopausal women are like a tractor in the winter - we are slow to get warmed up, but when we get going we get going good and gets lots done...including creative writing with an emotional flare...


    Ima right?

    hey, at least we got pants on today... ;p

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  36. So sorry you haven't gotten any snow yet. I bet it won't be to long till your showing us photos of the white fluffy stuff. I always enjoy reading your blog..

    Hugs~

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  37. It's always the everyday things that seem to keep us going, when the going get tough. Hang in there!

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  38. I could handle the cold if it was covered with pretty white fluffy sparkly snow! 20 below is just plain ugly! Keep warm and say hi to the girls from the frigid plains of South Dakota.

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  39. It's the little, necessary chores that keep the world turning, even if it isn't turning the way we'd like it to.

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