Today we were lucky enough to witness 3 seals being released back into the Atlantic Ocean after 4 months of being nursed back to health. I will add more about that story ,later when I get the pictures from my 35 mm back , for now here is a peak. Tonight it's of to a club meeting, to wrap up plans for the breakfast March 15th.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Well,I got a photo shoot of the Deer. Yay They let me watch them for quite some time , I took 30 pictures with my 35 mm. Only 4 with the digital. It was to much to keep changing camera's and the 35 mm gets me much closer. They were very pretty,they looked young one even jumped at the other. The final photo is Pig welcoming me home (and looking for munchkins)
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Till spring..Yesterday we awoke to MORE snow, about a foot. The boys loved it. They are "little"snow angels of course they do not shovel, or plow (all though they should). On the way home from work the past 2 days I've seen a family of 6 deer, tomorrow I will try to get a photo.Check out the tree , the porcupine has been eating.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
This morning, the outside thermometer registered fifteen degrees at 6:00 AM. Amidst the challenge of morning chores, the vision of spring photo's flashed in my head. My body chilled as my mind drifted thinking spring thoughts: what the garden will be like, will I get to have my chickens? Breakfast dishes cleared, and the house looked decent.We searched the web for Team sized driving harness.11:30 the out side temps had reached 44. There are whispers of survival...perhaps even a faint murmur of spring! We took Nickel for a drive.The minute we started , the temperature seemed to drop. I took a blanket and was glad, I had done so.The wind bit at my already VERY chapped face, Mini Sparks paced and yelled , I wanted to Pony him in toe but the road is still more ice then footing. We stopped and collected the mail. The sky is threatening , the house seems cold.Time to be lazy for a bit before we bring every one in for the evening.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
When it was time for Nickel and Jake to come in for the night,I shut off the fence and let them on their way. Nickel decided to stop and smell the roses, until he realized Jake was about to pass him then he went straight into his stall. Jake never hesitates, he is gratful to have a space that includes a meal.
Today was no picnic ,unless your a Belgian.
The day started (5am) with a base coat of 5"of snow and a rain snow mix . The Big Boys went out per usual, the dogs went out 1/2 day. When I took the hounds for their walk, Elvis was trying to convince me he was a BIG TRACKER, he wanted to find Siamese. After watching Dexter and Rocco with the ball , I was reminded how much Pig likes to play ball, so he got a new ball. I think every one had a good day all things considered, and that is what matters.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
"My little dog -- a heartbeat at my feet." ~ Edith Wharton
Clearly , the pets are running the house (and barn). I awoke at 4am to snoring, and had to go looking for the source. Nickel snores but that ruckus comes from a differnt area of the house.
Lancer was found sleeping on the sofa , with his head on a pillow. I stomped around and he only raised his head slightly and put it back down. I had to tell him to get up, then he moved to the bed room...
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The dead of winter in Maine is passing and with each day that moves above 32 degrees, I'm reminded that spring is coming! Then, I start to think... I'm not a bear. I'm not hibernating. I need to get out of bed,I've got to get to work!
I woke at 410am and was in the barn at 5am with my travel mug. I left the drive way at 6:30 feeling very pleased that I had accomplished so much. The barn was clean and the tractor empty. The dogs and horses were out with fresh water and full bellies. I returned at lunch and fixed the broken fence. Then went back to work for a bit , stopped for gas and air in one of the tires to return to more broken fences and a puppy full of poop.
Some one once told me "Belgians break every thing" I think he was telling the truth.