Sunday, April 20, 2014

Happy Easter
















"O primavera! Gioventit dell' anno."

The first warm buds that break their covers,
   The first young twigs that burst in green,
The first blade that the sun discovers,
   Starting the loosened earth between.

The pale soft sky, so clear and tender,
   With little clouds that break and fly;
The crocus, earliest pretender
   To the low breezes passing by;

The chirp and twitter of brown builders,
   A couple in a tree, at least;
The watchful wisdom of the elders
   For callow younglings in the nest;

The flush of branches with fair blossoms,
   The deepening of the faint green boughs,
As leaf by leaf the crown grows fuller
   That binds the young Spring's rosy brows;

New promise every day of sweetness,
   The next bright dawn is sure to bring;
Slow breaking into green completeness,
   Fresh rapture of the early Spring!

"Spring Song" by Edith Wharton

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Signs of Spring




















Coltsfoot, daffodils, maple tree blooms, bulging bellies and finally...
Little Mister 1401 - born on Saturday, out of Maire (my+ra), one of the yearlings, and an unidentified suitor.  He is small, weighing 7 lbs 8 ozs but really just the right size as Maire is a yearling and not yet producing much milk.  We were a little worried, but he is gaining weight so we'll let him continue to 'encourage' her to produce more.
The remainder of the lamb arrivals will be pretty spread out as it took as several weeks to get all the breeding groups in place last fall.  The timing should be pretty good as the pastures are just beginning to green-up after the long, harsh winter.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Shearing Day

Today is the big day!   Everyone is tucked inside the barn to stay dry.  We're so excited to see the beautiful fleeces coming off the sheep!  We're sure that the girls are pretty excited to be rid of their heavy winter coats. The best thing is that we will be able to check the condition of the expectant mamas.

Friday, March 21, 2014

{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, March 9, 2014

Sunday Muse

"How the waiting countryside thrills with joy
when Bluebird brings us the first word of returning spring. 
Reflecting heaven from his back and the ground from his breast,
he floats between sky and earth like the winged voice of hope."
- W. L. Dawson, Birds of Ohio, 1903