Sorry about the random title, but was just sitting on my leather beanbag looking out at a vaguely sunny morning with a steaming hot mug of tea in one hand and a plate of toast made from some lovely home made bread... cheese with a drizzle of honey on top! I know ...but its lovely
All jobs finnished yesterday 24 bunnies to new homes yesterday so all gone well - not bad from little patch of land and a big shed. funny i kinda feel a little disjointed, not sure why i realy enjoyed nursing this lot so much. Maybe because they were all in the new shed i built - which in itself was a task ( if you have ever seen my previous carpentry lmao) and i can slowly see the rewards of hard labour and finding it more than satisfying.... contented sigh here ( couldnt find a smiley for that). Still there's 2 litters weaning and a couple more on the way. Always love seeing the new kittens - c'mon who can resist new baby bunnies ; p.
Been a rough week too, tomorrow brings a sad closure to a generation with the burial of my Grandmother... the last of our families farming generation and has extra sad significance for me because of this. visited the old farm and relected with great joy and sadness memories gone by, and what memories to treasure eh
So on to a new era and new chapters yet to write, i was sitting listening to Aunties and Uncles talking and watching how the family bonds at times like these and the deep connections formed within these close knit village communities, how wholesome and comforting that feeling is. Reminded me of an earlier rant of mine on how disenfranchised the modern generations are, all these modern soloutions on how to council disfunctionality in the modern family. And the soulution was sat right there in the importance of family and values......Quite comforting.... you know that feeling you get. Its the same one you get after hard days work has ended in the crisp autumn days and evenings closing in. Sat near a warm fire and glass of port or brandy in hand. feeling the warm glow envelope you. Cant choose if you should realy read a few more chapters of that book you keep putting down or have a little snooze. pure contentment....
Nice post Rob.
I will second MOS, well said!
Moving foward is tough sometimes, but considering the alternative, well.....
My thoughts go with you on the burial of your Grandmother. I lost mine last year before Christams, just shy of 101. We are losing a gereration of tough, smart, incredibly wonderful women, but looking at the up and commers, (people like my Mom) I think we'll be okay.
Enjoy your toast!
If you can't be a shining example, be a terrible warning!
Quite comforting.... you know that feeling you get. Its the same one you get after hard days work has ended in the crisp autumn days and evenings closing in. Sat near a warm fire and glass of port or brandy in hand. feeling the warm glow envelope you. Cant choose if you should realy read a few more chapters of that book you keep putting down or have a little snooze. pure contentment....
Beautifully said, Rob.
Sorry to hear about your Gran but good that the gathering reinforced the good stuff.
Never knowingly underfed
Rob, don't apologise for the title - I think it's rather good - and clever, actually!
Sounds like the title of a book - your new book, perhaps?????
Written from the soul and kind of comforting in its own way.
Very thought-provoking, and to you and your family about your Grandmother.
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