So much of my life on the farm involves being observant.
I must notice when it rains, and when it has been too long so that I know when to water.
I observe the health and activity of my hens and their rooster. Has one hen gone broody? Has she been sitting those eggs too long?
Will it get cold again tonight? Are there any plants that I need to cover? I know the sweet potatoes will not respond well to these 45 degree nights.
This morning, I took my usual walk to the chicken coop. The rooster "assaulted" me several times. Apparently, he woke up on the wrong side of the roost! I also stopped to watch the new bee hive. It makes me very nervous that I observed nothing at the hive. It may be that it is so cold they have crowded up inside the hive. I will be keeping my eye on them today, watching for that bright flurry of comings and goings that I usually see as the bees hurry off to the field full of daisies, buttercups, goats beard, clover, and sweet delicate blue flax.
I have an all day event to attend today. I will enjoy my time with friends, but I have to admit that I am wishing I would be at home on the farm, tending to gardens and livestock and cooking something with fresh, just-picked, ingredients.
Photo of the grapeyard looking southeast down the long field, taken earlier this week.
I must notice when it rains, and when it has been too long so that I know when to water.
I observe the health and activity of my hens and their rooster. Has one hen gone broody? Has she been sitting those eggs too long?
Will it get cold again tonight? Are there any plants that I need to cover? I know the sweet potatoes will not respond well to these 45 degree nights.
This morning, I took my usual walk to the chicken coop. The rooster "assaulted" me several times. Apparently, he woke up on the wrong side of the roost! I also stopped to watch the new bee hive. It makes me very nervous that I observed nothing at the hive. It may be that it is so cold they have crowded up inside the hive. I will be keeping my eye on them today, watching for that bright flurry of comings and goings that I usually see as the bees hurry off to the field full of daisies, buttercups, goats beard, clover, and sweet delicate blue flax.
I have an all day event to attend today. I will enjoy my time with friends, but I have to admit that I am wishing I would be at home on the farm, tending to gardens and livestock and cooking something with fresh, just-picked, ingredients.
Where ever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you joy in the small things.
Photo of the grapeyard looking southeast down the long field, taken earlier this week.
5 comments:
Special girl
continue to enjoy
all you do...
I always feel that way when I have to go somewhere. I hate missing the purr of home!
I wish the bees well.
Thank you, Pom Pom. The bees are fine and busy, now that weather has returned to sunny and warm! :)
You are simply being mindful, which is one of the MOST important things you can do.
Thanks so much for your sweet words on my posting.
Love,
Sharon
Sharon, I didn't think of my "observations" as being mindful, but you are right. I always appreciate your insight and wisdom.
Thank you for returning my visit. :)
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