laying my cards down
I just put a Freedom Ranger in the oven. He roasting whole, covered in a massage of olive oil and herbs and sitting on a bed of kale, potatoes, squash and carrots. The whole party is in one huge cast iron skillet and baking as I type. In a few moments with the smells of a cracklin' bird and a roaring fire in the Bunbaker, this place is going to be downright charming. Outside is a little wet and windy, but my jacks carved this weekend with the antlers and crescent moon, and smiling leers are guarding the front door from any sort of discomfort. It's nights like this you stop, take it all in, and breathe deep.
Here I am.
I got an email from Brett in Gaelic. He speaks fluent spanish and thinks my Gaelic learnings is pretty ridiculous (and he's a McLeod) but I laughed when I saw what he wrote. I had to translate it.
Cò an caora sin còmhla riut a chunnaic mi an-raoir?
(who is that sheep I saw you with last night?)
My response:
Ur Mathair
(I am not translating due to tack)
It was a nice laugh. I also got a nice green owl card from California, it arrived and made me light up. A nice Samhain greeting on a cold blustery fall day. And not just any day, but a day hardened by work and ending with a new pig and a chicken in the oven. Tomorrow if the rain holds off I'll take Merlin up the mountain to take in the fall foliage at its peak. Are we supposed to want more? If we are, I'm laying my cards down as is.



17 Comments:
I don't read for a couple of days and look at all that has happened!
Rest well.
Cath
Sounds like you are coming down nicely from the weekend and that it has revitalized you. Coming from a province in Canada where Gaelic was spoken as a matter of course in certain areas, and which at one time had more native gaelic speakers than Scotland did, working out your response to Brett waswn't rocket science!!! :-)
Have a good week - let's hope winter comes slowly - there is still much to do. BTW good to get a second pig - they are much more content in groups.
Sounds like a wonderful day. I am glad to hear the weather wasn't too terrible for antlerstock. Enjoy
Ha! I can't tell you how psyched I am to see my name on your blog. Now I feel like godmother to a pig. Fill that Thermos up with whey!
Lunchbox!! Perfection!
:D!! Sounds like you are having a magnificent Autumn.. ahem.. End Of Summer! Keep enjoying.. yours is THE life. (I'm not yelling with the caps there, just using them for emphasis...)
In response to your response to Brett:
Nice one.
Wow, Jenna, every time I stop by you are a flurry or muscle and purpose!
Good on ya, gal!
If'n you have a moment, could you let me know about an email I sent you? It's under the name therenegadefarmer....
Happy Autumn!
Somehow classic smack talk sounds elevated and genteel in Gaelic. Thanks for the laugh.
And that's one adorable thermos you've got there.
Oh my goodness. He is toooo cute to eat! But I do love my bacon.
I can smell your dinner all the way over here! Enjoy Jenna!
I really appreciate this post. I have been looking all over for this! Thank goodness I found it on Bing. You’ve made my day! Thx again
Love the names of the piggies!
At then end of the day, it's still a "Yo Mama" joke. ^_^
Who could want more than that?
Years ago we were just starting our homesteading adventure and decided to raise some hogs. Our neighbor had raised hogs for years and offered us some priceless tips!! Due to the confidence they instilled in us that raising hogs would be a piece of cake, we decided to buy 4 instead of 2. We were told the eat better because they are competing with each other. My kids were around 6 and 3 at the time. We were rather worried about how we would explain the raising of cute lil piglets for food. Both of my girls have always been very animal-oriented and were afraid they would think us horrible parents for eating the cute lil piggies. When the 4 piglets arrived. Oldest daughter, Kristina, was watching the new-comers rooting around in their new pen. She looked my husband in the eye and said "Daddy? Are we going to eat those piggies?" Husband is all ready to launch into 'the talk' we had planned out about the circle of life etc. He barely got the "yes" out when she looked up at him and said...."Well, I don't want any fat on mine" as she hopped on her tricycle and headed off to do important kid stuff. We ended up naming them: Sausage, Bacon, Ham and Porkchop so we wouldn't get attached to them LOL
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