"Typical West Coast Cold"

That's today.

It's wet. It's cold. It sinks into your bones.

I applied to a couple of jobs for the University of Guelph today. I am going to be very poor upon my return. At the farm having no money is not an issue I need to concern myself with. I get all of my food because I work for it. I don't leave too frequently because I don't have a car and public transit requires lots of sitting time. 

I am making Derby today. Named after a town in England. It's a hard cheese similar to cheddar but has a higher moisture content. Canela is being cute today. She can smell the blood of Georgina's slaughter and is sad, whining in the pasture and chasing after me all morning. The company is nice.

Susan and Vivi have left the farm for the evening. I am house sitting for the night. Really it's an excuse to stay in their cabin, which has a wood stove and a bath tub. Sitting in the barn is cold. I want a bath. Hearing the rain on the steel roof makes me even feel wet.

4:30 - At this time I'll flip the cheese and put fifty pounds on it. Then, a bath, a hot hot hot bath, that makes my skin turn bright red.
I am trying to be happy today.