This is my reward for a day spent...
picking, pitting, jamming and canning!
Yes, it's Cherry/Berry season on the farm.
The strawberries are ripe.
The blueberries are just ripening.
The black raspberries have been picked (first round...several to go.)
The cherries have been picked and made into sour cherry jam.
Today we will pick the gooseberries and get them into the freezer.
At the end of the day when the kettles have been washed and the kitchen is back in order
once again, I head out to visit with my girls, Ginger and MaryAnn.
It's cool in the pig yard; the afternoon sun long ago disappeared behind the woods.
After a long day of grazing,
the pigs are ready to lay down with me and rest.
Bobby approaches from one side of the pig yard, as our
barn kitty, Moll eyes him warily.
Normally she would be visiting with the pigs and me.
But, with Bobby in the vicinity, she stays away.
Bobby has a way of intimidating the other cats...
but certainly not the pigs.
The pigs are comfortable with both cats and vice versa.
This scene is the most peaceful one on the farm and one that I cherish.
These two girls are extremely sociable and very bonded to me.
They are gentle and loving and completely tolerant.
I clean their eyes and nose and ears as they lie beside me.
I lift up their lips and check out their teeth with no reaction from them.
We have a relationship built on mutual trust.
I plop Bobby on top of MaryAnn and neither one of them objects.
It's a beautiful thing.