In my opinion, September is the loveliest time of the year. Typically filled with clear, temperate, blue-sky days, September’s gentle sun and warm breezes create the perfect opportunity for long walks, reading a book in the garden, or just tinkering about on the farm. So, to celebrate this stunning month, here’s a little poetry and my all-time favorite song from […]
Happy Anniversary, Farmguy!!
I would like to express my thanks to everyone who has been so kind to ask about Maud. I really appreciate your interest and concern regarding her progress. Maud has been steadily making gains over the last few weeks. She hasn’t felt wonderful, partially due to her illness as well as the steroids, but she is better. She visited the […]
September is my birthday month, and thankfully, I’m turning another year older. I am now firmly into my fourth decade–or as my husband corrected–fifth decade, because you count 0 to 10 as your first decade…..okay—whatever! The bottom line….I am forty-something and well into the journey of my life. And, with this understanding, I started considering the passing years and what […]
Originally posted on fourth generation farmgirl:
What is a fiber festival you may ask. A fiber festival is a wholesome, fun event for the entire family that seeks to educate and entertain, while also highlighting the beauty of an industry in which few may be aware exists. The presentation of fiber-producing animals, such as sheep, and their products allows the…
I think Clover is watching me watching him. 🙂 Have a wonderful weekend!
“Oh my fur and whiskers! I’m late, I’m late I’m late!” ~The White Rabbit Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
A special party next week.
It seems just like yesterday that we sheared our sheep; however, it was actually May. These photographs were taken right after Clover and the other nine sheep were sheared last spring. Now, they’re all woolly and ready to be sheared, again!
Originally posted on Morning Story and Dilbert:
This was the last litter of puppies we were going to allow our Cocker Spaniel to have. It had been a very long night for me. Precious, our only black cocker, was having a very difficult time with the delivery of her puppies. I laid on the floor beside her large four-foot square…