{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.

{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.

C'mon Lambs

The lambs are settling in quite nicely... coming in for head counts in the morning and evening.  They are scattering while grazing, a sure sign that they are growing more confident now that they are on their own.  Saturday they will come back to the barn for a bi-weekly health check.  We are excited to see how they are progressing.

{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.

 

 

 

Flutter By

The butterfly bush is full of blossoms, and of course, now full of butterflies!
Don't forget to comment on last Wednesday's post for a chance to win a farm mug!

(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.

 

Don't forget to comment on Wednesday's post for a chance to win one of our new farm mugs!

 

Saturday in the Pasture

A foggy, early morning greeting at the barn was followed by a most enthusiastic group of lambs coming into the barn for FAMACHA scoring.  We have been lucky that this year's lambs come right in, all the way into the barn without requiring one of the shepherdess/s becoming a border collie.

Once we finished the scoring, we thought we better separate the yearling ewes from Liam before they begin cycling, and we were surprised next spring by very early lambs. 

That went very smoothly, except for Larry and Moe who were left behind with Liam.  They spent much of the day walking the fence line; trying to figure out why they weren't allowed to join the others.  They finally gave up and settled under a shade tree.

The yearling ewes moved through the pasture in a huddled group for awhile, but in no time at all were grazing right along side the breeding ewes, happy in their new paddock.

Sunday Muse

"How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!"

~ John Muir

Weekly Top Shot

walking through the cemetery, just as you reach the high spot;

the roof line of our old barn peeks through the mountains

joining The View From Right Here for Weekly Top Shot

solstice to solstice :: light

"Sometimes just looking up and seing the light is enough."

~ Terri Guillemets

response for week eight of the thirteen weeks of summer

the solstice to solstice project with urban.prairie.forest

Friday's Fences

Roadside chaos.... Fence Friday

joining Life According to Jan and Jer for Friday's Fences

solstice to solstice :: rest

"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time."
~ John Lubbock (English biologist, 1834-1913)

response to week seven of the thirteen weeks of summer
the solstice to solstice project at urban.prairie.forest

Sunday Muse

When the plowblade struck
An old stump hiding under
The soil like a beggar's
Rotten tooth, they swarmed up;
Mister Jackson left the plow
Wedged like a whaler's harpoon

~ excerpt from "Yellow Jackets" by Yusef Komunyakaa

Muffy and Bella

Muffy has become quite the dog lover, and would honestly much rather spend time with them than the barn cats.  Bella really seems to enjoy her visits, and is fascinated with her purring.  They sure provide a lot of morning chore entertainment.

{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

Good Morning Lambs

We never tire of seeing these happy faces in the morning.  Seeing them come up over the hill in the early morning light, the shiny lustre of their beautiful wool; hearing them answer our "C'mon Sheep" makes our hearts sing.

Good morning lambs.

Hayfield Lace

The long shadows of a high summer morning

seem to decorate the old barn hayfield

with a lovely flounce of eyelet lace