That is definitely something to keep in mind
during these trying times.
Yesterday afternoon, while I was at the barn doing
afternoon chores and talking to Griz,
it occurred to me that I never told you the story of our very first
encounter with Griz.
(I never told you because at the time it just seemed so horrifying...
but the best ending came, so I'll tell you now.)
It was a cold winter morning and we were out doing
early morning chores as the sun was rising.
As we drove down the long driveway towards the barn,
I hopped out of the gator where the driveway forks.
I headed to the barn - Hubbs headed to the pond to feed the ducks.
Upon entering the duck hut, where we keep their feed,
he was surprised by the presence of a cat.
Assuming (because of its coloration) that it was our Moll cat,
he bent down to pet it,
and the cat took off running... ending up at the gator.
At that point, the dogs took notice...
probably because they, unlike Hubbs, were aware that it was a stray.
Frightened by the dogs, and with Annie chasing him,
he headed straight for the freezing cold water of the pond and
jumped right in...
swimming to the opposite shore in short order and into the woods beyond.
Hubbs arrived at the barn soon after to tell me this tale.
We were both upset... knowing that there was a soaking wet cat out there...
cold, alone, and soaking wet.
We kept an eye out for him as we went about our chores over the next few days,
but didn't see him again until he showed up in the barn...
hissing at anyone who so much as looked at him.
Yes, it was a horrible start to his life on the farm...
but, a wonderful ending, right?
Now he is like velcro... on us whenever we are near.
He's a funny little skinny cat... very muscular, but not an ounce of fat!
He gives the very best hugs and holds on for dear life...
as if he could hug you forever.
Yesterday started out as a beautifully sunny day.
There is something wonderful about sunshine first thing in the morning.
It makes everything glisten.
Every growing thing comes alive with the sunshine,
as if to remind us that each day holds endless possibilities...
and endless Spring beauty!
Our morning, though sunny, started out in the 30's.
I thought it the perfect time to try out the wood stove in Maven Haven.
It was the easiest stove to light and within minutes a wonderful
warmth filled my little cottage.
I would have kept the fire going and made tea,
but the sun very quickly warmed up the earth,
making a fire unnecessary.
Still... it was good to see how perfectly this little Fatso works.
By noon, clouds moved in...
but this time the temperatures stayed warm.
Ah, Spring.... how I have needed you.
Yesterday Hubbs pointed to this bucket and said,
"This bucket sums up our life."
It's representative of the cyclic nature of our life on the farm.
We feed and care for the animals,
and in turn they give us manure,
which we willingly scoop.
In time, said manure breaks down on the compost pile
into wonderful fertilizer which goes back into the soil
to help grow the food we eat, and the hay the horses eat.
Life on the farm is a wonderful, sustainable cycle.
With that, I will say "ciao" for the week.
I hope your weekend is a good one.
I hope you can get outside and enjoy spring...
to feel the sun's warmth, the breeze on your skin and hear the birds singing.
I'll be back on Monday with more Tales From The Farm!!
Hugs from the farm...