With the weather being thus, I am able to get much needed things done outside and crafty projects accomplished inside. I have begun on my cloth doll, a pattern of Janean Bartram, an antiquity doll maker, that a lady sent me last year. I have her body parts sewn and stuffed, sanded a bit too, next to begin some of the painting stages to get the antique 'look' and then begin painting features. I will be taking pictures and sharing in the near future posts. I did get some l e d white lights hung in the hall, which is always so dark and I am pleased with how those brighten up the hall. I really enjoy these stringed lights. I see them a lot in decorating in different magazines and antique places I have visited.
Since my post is entitled 'Pig' I should get to him. A neighbor gave us this pig back in the early fall. We are feeding him out and with the expertise of our neighbor, come March, will learn how to butcher a hog. Pig is enjoying lots of excess milk, buttermilk, and crem fresh along with his ground corn, fermented corn,
I have heard pigs are very smart. I am beginning to believe this. Pig's pen is outside the barn and in the stall that I milk Elsie, the door is open and I can see Pig and he can see me. He will lay down as I begin milking, watching me, and when I get to the last teat on Elsie, he stands up and begins talking to me in his grunts and squeals. I have been giving him a portion of what I milk and he has learned when I am almost finished. He has also learned that if he is too very anxious and not allow me to pout the milk in his container without me making a mess, he gets none, so he backs up and waits for me to pour it all out and then, sssllllluuuurrrppppp. Doesn't take him long to swallow it up. Afterwards, he gives a little grunt, for which I take to mean 'thank you.'
Ah the farm life, as Eddie Albert sung, 'farm living is the life for me, ............' Yes indeed, it is a blessed way of life.
In Joy
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