Tuesday, March 2, 2010

An Even Keel on the Ark

Anything I might have written earlier today would have been bleeped like Gordon Ramsey on a bad day.  It is raining again.  I checked with my carpenter son to see if he had the specs on building an ark, but he didn't know what a cubit was either.  The goats had suggested this might be a way out, but decided against it, as there were more than two of them and they didn't want to have to draw straws (no intact males notwithstanding). 

Evidently I'm not the only one who sleeps late on Tuesdays.  I did get the barrel down to the big road this morning by the six-thirty deadline...in the rain, but the trash truck just pulled up to Fleur de Lys Winery and it's almost eleven-thirty!  Had I but known. 

An hour or so spent in the barn was enough to restore whatever equilibrium I might have.  The barn birds and mice normally give each other a wide berth, but this morning was a turf war over the choicest tidbits and I had a front-row seat for the action.  The girls were eager to take their turn inside out of the weather, so milking went quickly and well.  I normally brush down the goats before washing their udder, but not when it's raining.  I had always looked with great sympathy at livestock standing out in the rain, but Nature has a way of taking care of her own.  When the hair on goats, horses, and cattle gets rain wet, it clumps together in alternately overlapping Vs, so it acts like shingles on a roof, letting the water just run off.  When I run my fingers up underneath, the skin is warm and dry.  I wouldn't want to ruin Nature's raincoat.  The girls are starting to shed their winter undercoat, and when I clean the brush (on a sunny day), the birds swoop down to gather that soft hair to line their nests. 

At any rate, my land-locked ark is back on keel now.  The house is warm, the milk has been filtered, morning chores have been done, and I've got a good book waiting.

2 comments:

btzone said...

A cubit was originally based on measuring by comparing to one's forearm length (about 45cm).

Kathryn Williams said...

Glad all is on an even keel. I DID wonder when your blog was missing in action this morn. And yesterday's sunrise picture was glorious, by the way. Hey all you "Bo's Blog Readers and Enjoyers," where are your comments? I know it can be cumbersome to get our comments posted (at least it takes several steps for me), but if I were Bo and very few commented, I'd wonder if anyone was reading. OK, I'm of my soapbox now.

And wow, my cubit would be much different from Shaquille O'Neal's cubit!! I'd have a tug-boat ark and he'd have an cruise-ship ark!! Oh, I heard that Fiddletown is expecting snow!!