and we're back.
Nick did an incredible job solo-ing the farm. But of course, I allowed the little stuff to come in and over shadow all his work. Last night to set me right, Fiona and I took ourselves on a sunset run where the paths through the woods became so dark I lost the trail a couple of times. The moon was so bright when we reached the big fields on the top of the mountain that we, the fields, the horses, and the surrounding hilltops were bathed in her light.
My sister is here, and so is Toby. So, while we are normally two, this week we are four. Dividing and conquering the farm. Making up for the month of August where "we" were just one.
Today we make yogurt and sun dried tomatoes and harvesting the garden that is pouring out the veggies. Nick is in town shopping for a chest freezer as we prepare (gradually) to slaughter Ted. Then there is milking and giving the sheep choppy haircuts. They appeared to have cuddled up to the burdock while I was away.
No more kayaking across the bay with Rudy. No more sleep-ins. No more cookies for breakfast.
Vacation is over and it feels damn good to be home.
And, thank YOU so very much for every book recommendation you gave me last week. We have managed to further stave off the philistine farmer I was fearful of becoming. I have a mental stack of books a mile high next to my bedside.
Posted by kate at 10:16 AM