And now, in spite of the dreary weather, a week of woolery begins, starting with today’s shearing, followed by Bob’s and my mad dash to the mills before the lambs start coming and the farmers’ market opens.
I will take any and every sign of spring I can find…
– The jeans that were too long are suddenly cut offs. – The out of reach chocolate is suddenly within reach. – The scribbled pictures and messy glued projects are replaced with new and beautiful creations…like this one, sitting on my counter this morning. These girls will never stop taking my breath away.
Far from perfect, but it does seem like it is a moment worth remembering.
I am not a big Christmas fan in terms of the commercialism, but I do find myself enjoying how our culture seeks to create little whimsical pleasures for our children at this time of year. Here is Ula during our trip to NYC last weekend, taking in a Macy’s window. Posted with Blogsy
Picked my head up from my desk this am to catch this show… Posted with Blogsy
Even a cartoonist finds his niche on a family farm. Here, Bob is drawing our annual holiday cartoon for our holiday card. Posted with Blogsy
I’m headed down to Atlanta today to spend the weekend at the ever-popular Weston Price International Conference. If any of you will be going, I’ll be speaking Sunday afternoon, talking about techniques for having a meat-based diet in times of ecological and economic crisis, based on my most recent book, Long Way on a Little. […]
On this path, there are moments that pop up in every day and every season — little spontaneous jewels, where I am left breathless at the joy and wonder that surrounds me. A child’s unbridled enthusiasm for the fundamental pleasures of a harvest is a perfect example.