As we go through our normal day to day late winter chores, this year we’re busy getting ready for some early arrivals. Nine of the ewes were bred early by two ‘bad boy’ fence jumping rams and are due, not in April with the rest of the flock, but in the next couple weeks. It is a challenge to adjust our usual spring lambing and feeding routine to a winter one, but we’re working hard on the logistics.
What a blessing to be surrounded by these blue skies! Most of the weekend was filled with the most beautiful February weather, and although it began to snow again Sunday afternoon, the air was filled with hope. Because, you see, there were ROBINS! Not just one lonely, lost, what-am-i-doing-so-far-north robin, but dozens and dozens of ROBINS! They were busy as can be in the hayfields and pastures.
So… we’re calling it. It is officially Late Winter! Late Winter! (Please don’t tell us any different.)
“Wandering in the winter light
The wind can act the same
They’re witness to salvation
And life starts over again”
~ from ‘Winter Light’ lyrics by Eric Kaz, Antoni Preisner, Linda Ronstadt
‘The Secret Garden’ 1993 film (beautiful video here)
Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart. She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger. She calls her family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth.
~Hugh Macmillan, “Rejuvenescence,” The Ministry of Nature, 1871