Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Happy Spring?

"Hey Pigs!  The good news is... it's almost Spring!"
"The bad news... more snow is on the way."

I stopped by the pig pen yesterday afternoon to commiserate.
Spring's arrival was due in less than 24 hours,
and was to be pre-empted by another nor-easter snowstorm.

Early predictions said we would get 8 to 13 inches on the farm.
Thankfully that was downgraded to 1to 2 inches.

The girls nearly fainted when I told them the news.

I am less than thrilled, but have decided that I am not going to waste
any emotional energy on the angst that I could feel if I allowed myself.
No, I am going to enjoy the beauty...
and keep on keeping on!

Spring will come eventually, right?
It has to.

So, for now... if you happen to be enjoying spring-like weather...
and getting your fingers dirty planting flowers...
please send some warm thoughts our way,
so that this stuff melts as soon as possible!!

Sammy enjoyed his nap in the sun yesterday...
and would like to make that a regular occurrence.

In the mean time, I'll be spending time in front of a fire,
and enjoying the tulips that are blooming on my windowsill.

Monday, March 19, 2018

Quiet Days

Lying in the sun, feeling the warmth of its rays is enough to make anyone smile!

March has been cold and windy,
so when Sunday reached 50 degrees
 we all shouted a little Hallelujah and headed out to feel the sun.

I love to see the equines lying down to sleep.
They nap during the day, but mostly standing up with their eyes half closed.
It's hard to resist lying in the sun.

So, with one of them standing guard, the rest let their guard down,
and give in to sleep.

They'll only do this if they feel safe and secure...
which is why it warms my heart to see this.

Happy horses, who have spent their morning out in the pasture,
now soaking up the sun.

At peace.

While out tending to afternoon chores, I found Fred trapped inside the garden fence-
Obviously, he had forgotten how he had gotten in there in the first place.
All he knew was that his friends were not with him... he was all alone... and trapped!

I opened the upper gate and he scrambled out...

running to join Tom who was concerned for his friend.

Life remains slow and quiet these days with Hubbs slowly getting stronger.
His back seems to be healing nicely.
The weekend offered a little diversion for us both.
Amanda and Tim spent the weekend on the farm - 
a visit and also a bit of farm help which was greatly appreciated.

Mackenzie and Easton came for a visit on Saturday.
While Hubbs napped, we took a walk through the woods...

Mackenzie kept her eyes on the woods, 
looking for sleepy bears waking up from their long winter's nap.

We didn't see any... 
but, with five dogs combing the woods with us, I didn't expect to see any either.
Still, it was fun to pretend.

Easton spent the entire walk singing at the top of his lungs.
I think he liked the way his voice sounded as the stroller vibrated over stones and bumps.

Mackenzie spent a bit of time visiting all of the animals and handing out treats.

This gal is fearless - a great trait for a little girl.

She also announced that she wants to ride Red.
So, I assured her that when the weather got a little warmer, she could sit on Red and go for a ride.
Oh, what fun lies ahead for us!

Sunday was slow and quiet, so I took the opportunity to do a little baking.

And just in case you were wondering...
of course we did a little dressing up for St. Patty's Day...

because everyone is just a little Irish on that day!

Friday, March 16, 2018

Resuming Life

Thank you so very much for all of the well-wishes bestowed upon Hubbs.
I am happy to report he is doing quite well following surgery.
Although his activity level has been severely curtailed during this healing phase,
he is quite comfortable and healing nicely.

As for me...
it was wonderful to get back out to the barn yesterday morning.

A day without my animals is unusual and strange.
I definitely like my normal routine.

Yesterday morning in the pasture was beautiful.

The morning sun cast a golden glow to everything and everyone.

I couldn't help just plopping myself down upon the cold, crunchy earth
to watch the equines eat their breakfast.

Once again, bluebird song was coming from the area of the garden...
sweet songs that tell of Spring's approach.

I am missing my farmhand (Hubbs) during chore time,
but honestly... I love the peace and calm of these hours with the animals...
and never mind doing the work alone.

In time, he'll be back to help...
and then the time spent doing chores will be cut in half.

Yesterday morning was definitely the stellar part of the day...
as the clouds moved in, and with them - several snow squalls.

At one point during the day, Sammie started barking...
the kind of bark he uses when a stranger is here.
The strange thing about his barking, though, was the fact that he never left the bedroom.
Usually if someone is outside, he greets them at the front door.
I went into the bedroom to see what had him so upset...
and found him looking out my bedroom window...
at this...

Look how sly old Mr. Fox's eyes are.

He was staring in the direction of Bobby cat, who was hiding behind a tree.

With the opening of the front door, Sam and Annie and Chester were off...
giving chase to Mr. Fox.
They chased him right off the property.
Panting and tired, they all returned home within minutes.
Sam was last... and had taken a little extra time to roll in something absolutely disgusting.
Hubbs was lucky to be excused from the next duty...
showering with Sammie.

At least it wasn't skunk spray!

(Diane... to clear up the confusion...
We have 4 grown children between us (the youngest two are twins)....
and 3 grandchildren... Tyler, Mackenzie and Easton)

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Family Matters

Today's blog is a little different than most.
There are several things about my family that I wanted to share with you.

There is nothing sweeter for parents than watching their young adult children
make good lives for themselves.
We are in that sweet spot right now... and enjoying our kids' adventures...
and thankful to be a part of their lives.

If you have followed this blog for a while,
then you have met Amanda.
Her wedding was on the farm 3 summers ago and prior to that
she was living here and was a regular on the blog.

Her twin, Ryan, has a very busy life in North Carolina dividing his time between
his job with BankAmerica and his course work in his pursuit of 
a Masters degree in Christian Leadership.

Andy and Ashley's time revolves around their "littles"...
Mackenzie and Easton who are growing way too fast.
Andy is a mechanical engineer and started his own company last year and Ashley is an ER nurse.

Jenn, Tyler's Mom, is busy planning a wedding...
a farm wedding, here in September!

We'll have lots to share as this exciting event unfolds.

As for Hubbs and I...
we will be packing up all of my photography equipment and
traveling later this year to Zambia, Africa for a photo-safari trip.
We will be staying in three separate safari camps...
and will have many photos to share with you.

Until that time, we will continue to bring you daily stories from the farm.
Yesterday morning...

Yesterday afternoon...

As you can see, March weather is quite changeable here in Pennsylvania.

I will be taking a day or two off from blogging.
Hubbs is having back surgery today and I will be wearing my nurse's cap for a few days.
We'll be back with an update just as soon as is possible.

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Afternoon Chores

As I sit here collecting my thoughts,
 the world outside looks like this...


Goodness, we are just one week away from the first day of Spring.
I am so very ready for Spring...
and so very over snow.

But then, weather is one of those things in life that we don't get to choose...
so I will grin and bear it.
I will appreciate the soft, white, quietude that morning will bring
as I go about my chores.

Luckily, I took the time to do a little extra outdoors work yesterday.
First, I transported this happy group of horses back to the barn...

for their chow -  after a lovely morning of grazing.
This required three separate trips.
First... Moonbeam to his stall.

Second... Ponies to the dry lot.
Third... Littles to their stall.

By the time I reached the barn with the Littles, 
Moonbeam had finished his chow, picked the lock to his stall door,
 and let himself out into the dry lot.

Not one for locked doors of any sort,
he then attempted to unlock the Littles' stall.

I would love to believe that he tried this in an effort to free the Littles,
but my better sense tells me that he did it in an attempt to eat their chow.
I can only hope that the ponies had eaten most of theirs before Moonbeam escaped his stall!

Next, the dogs (Sam, Annie and Chester) and I cleaned all of the pastures.
Sam rode shotgun, of course.

An hour later, we dumped the manure on the manure pile,
and headed over to gather eggs and feed the goats.
By this time, snow had begun to fall.

I had gone to the feed store earlier in the morning and bought goat feed...
so everyone was quite excited to get their fresh meal.
I think it must taste best when it is fresh out of the bag.

Next on the list was to take hay to the sheep.

Chester reminded me that the pigs needed treats.
(Of course, so did Chester)

And... apparently the sheep, as well.

Don't even ask me how many Ritz crackers we go through in a week....
all I can say, is ... I am sure we are their best consumer.
Seriously, Nabisco... how about using us for a commercial!!

(sorry for the sound of the gator engine)

"Ok, dogs... let's go home."
"Chester... come on... let's go home."

Chester was sure that the sheep had dropped some crumbs on the ground,
and he was determined to get every last one of them!


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