Posie's Blog. Tales of island life on a hebridean hill farm

Posie's Blog. Tales of island life on a hebridean hill farm

Thursday 1 September 2011

Constantly tripping up.....

We arrived home from the mainland to the usual chaos, children and luggage literally fell out of the jeep as we pulled into the farm yard. The race was on to release Ruby from the confines of her kennel, a squirming, wriggling black mass, wiggled her way among us panting happily, jumping up and clawing, her huge tongue hanging out as she attempted to leave slopperty kisses on one and all. Charlie hen came running, waddle running that is, across the yard from the flower beds which she had been helpfully 'grubbing' in. 

Mist the sheepdog bounded across to join the welcome party and then as word got out that we were back those sleepy cats stretched and yawned before clambering from the tractor cab to find their way into the farmhouse kitchen for a saucer of milk and a bowl of food. 
I struggled with the luggage from car to house, aware of an ever constant panting companion at my heel, a companion of the four legged variety, as Mist did the outside leg of the marathon and Ruby waited at the bottom of the stairs to take on the inside leg of the relay race. Charlie hen did her best to participate, and if the door was left open for a minute she could be found clucking around the farmhouse giving out those orders. It wasn't long before 'Meh Meh' the pet lamb had left the wooden home son has erected for her in a nearby field and joined in the welcome party, as we found ourselves constantly tripping over one animal or another.
The children of course abandoned the race fairly early on, in fact some did not compete at all, as televisions and computers were switched on and connections were resumed with cyberspace once more.
I have yet to decide which is more exhausting, or indeed more fun, leaving the farm for a few days, or arriving back home again. We were very fortunate as the happy chappy and the forester took charge of all of the animals in our absence, or vice versa, I haven't quite worked out which yet, and the holiday people duly arrived and got settled into their holidays in our absence.




The trip had been a difficult one, saying our goodbyes to a very dear and special friend, a friend who has on so many happy occasions smiled as she too was enveloped in love as the whole clan gathered to welcome her on her arrival at the farm.
Until next time......

9 comments:

Elizabethd said...

I know what you mean Posie, sometimes the aftermath of a holiday is exhausting!

Molly said...

So nice to get away but equally as nice to get home where everything seems to have moved on just that little bit more. Oh my, hasn't Ruby grown. Beautiful pictures all of them. Posie I love your new header too.

Frances said...

Posie, what a multi, multi welcome you all received upon your return.

Your wonderful writing has definitely made it seem jolly, but to tired travelers returning home, I bet that it was a bit too much action.

Bravo to you for getting back into the home groove so easily. And also for the this lovely post.

xo

Pondside said...

The action - it was a blur of colour, from your words.
I think it's harder to come home. The laundry, the mess, the re-filling of the fridge....

bayou said...

Feeling sorry for your loss. I find this year is a very difficult one. But good to read that you are back home and in routine and everything is found back in good order.

Fennie said...

Home again, home again! It's so nice to be welcomed. Especially by animals.
But there is always so much to do to tidy up and sort out and a backlog of tasks to tackle. I agree with what Frances says about your joyful writing.

Norma Murray said...

Your animals sound so lovely. The first thing that greeted me when I got back home yesterday was a cat, complete with live mouse as a welcome home present.The mouse likes the kitchen so much, it's still under the stove.

MILLY said...

It is nice to get away for a change, then returning to all that is familiar. Seems like summer is long gone and moving into cooler autumn weather, back to school time, back to your routine.
Thank you for your lovely card, it was such a nice surprise, hope you are finding some time to paint between all the other jobs.

Rob-bear said...

I have received may "welcome home" greetings from a dog. But two dogs, cats, lamb, chicken — overwhelming. Unless one is accustomed to such things.
I can see, in my mind's eye, such noise and movement that there is a blur of excited activity. Just reading about it is exhausting.