I must admit to feeling a bit sorry for myself yesterday, it being Sunday, and therefore, in my 'old' life, a day of slothful inactivity and probably over eating, which was not good for my health or the tonnage of my body. Living the life of a small farmer, however, has put paid to that type of lifestyle, and very occasionally I get ever so slightly regretful for those lazy, do nothing, type of days, not often, just when things are getting overwhelming. Not to worry. Would still never want to live that old life, not even for one second. It is just happens when there is a list a mile long of things to do, and the energy to do them has gone down the drain.
But when one has soldiered through, maybe ticked a couple of things off that list, then taken a pause to observe what has been achieved through the hours of that day, crikey but one does feel proud of one's self, which is far better than feeling guilty because of having wasted precious hours of one's life by being lazy. Oh I know that one needs rest, but that can do that during long winter evenings, unless one has a house to get renovated, and then the engine has to keep chugging.
And then there are the magic moments. We had one yesterday. Upon observing our first efforts at DIY sausage making, that's when we had the moment. Couldn't take a photo though because the camera batteries had run out of spunk, but take my word for it, we made a pile: 4 kgs, plus at least 36 patties of lamb sausage. And they didn't taste anything like the shop bought ones, but were firm and tasty and full of life. We can now put together a breakfast, or supper, of DIY sausage, DIY bacon, farm produced eggs, home grown tomatoes (when the few we have finally ripen), DIY bread, DIY butter, DIY jam and a glass of farm produced milk, followed by a slice or two of DIY cheese. Sunday turned out to be a very OK day.
Hope you had a magic moment or two during your Sunday,
Sending blessings to you,