A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog.
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Sunday Muse
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning?
Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then – open the door and
fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.
~from “Such Singing in the Wild Branches” by Mary Oliver
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog.
On the Hoof
Spring shearing is rapidly approaching, and we like to have pictures of our fleeces on the hoof to share with potential buyers. We have been busy trying to capture some images in the field… thought you might enjoy some of them today. Hope your Wednesday is wonderful.
Weekend Snowstorm
After a very, very mild January, we finally had a much anticipated snowstorm over the weekend. Despite the windchills of -10, the sheep were quite happy with the weather. For the most part, they were content to remain out in the snow, and rarely sought the shelter of the barn.
Getting where you wanted to go was a bit of a challenge, as our road was not plowed until the storm was over, but we made it out and then down the old barn lane and back with a Ranger load of hay. And of course that made everyone happy.
The only place that coming and going proved to be a real problem was in the barnyard. The traffic snarl was a common occurance as no one wanted to veer off the beaten path.
Freezing Fog
This winter has been full of interesting weather, and Saturday was no exception. We were in a fog, literally… All. Day. Long. And not just any fog, we were in a freezing fog. This occurs when liquid fog droplets freeze to surfaces. Early morning the temperature was 33 degrees. It had dipped to 27 degrees by late mornng and remained there the rest of the day. Normally you would hear no complaints about a 27 degree day from these parts, but with all the moisture in the air, it was just miserable. There was a running battle with icing gates, latches and doors. We were all kind of soggy by the end of the day.
Now, lest you think we are complaining, we have to let you know that this is just a set-up for tomorrow’s post… pictures from Sunday… it was a spectular day! In the meantime, please enjoy the soft mystery of the freezing fog… honestly, it really was quite pretty also.
Sunshine
We’ve been ‘walking on sunshine’ around here… rain is supposed to move in this afternoon, followed by rain and snow mix and finally snow this weekend. The humans and the peeps sure have been enjoying the sunshine, but the sheeps are definitely ready for snow and colder weather.
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog.
Sunday Muse
“The pastures of the wilderness run over
and the hills are girded with joy.
The meadows are clothed with sheep
and the valleys stand so thick with corn
that they shall laugh and sing.”
— Psalm 65, verses 12 & 13 (from here)
{this moment}
{this moment}
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog