1. The fields and forest have been melting at an un-alarming, happy-for-spring rate. So we walked the pastures yesterday to envision the summer rotations. The snow was still too deep for our new puppy so he slept in Nick's sack wrapped in a blanket.
2. Checked the new top fence. Still looking sharp and square. Ready for the cows.
3. An aproned 22 week belly.
4. Rudy and Hawkeye
5. Carrots and (not pictured) onions are the only vegetables we have left in the cellar. We finished the last of our potatoes today and put an order in for 20lbs from a neighboring farm. Must plant more this year.
1. The young steer who belongs to the neighboring herd who will not be fenced in. He stands in the middle of the dirt road, about a mile shy of our house, every night. I call him the Sentry.
2. My disappearing toes.
3. The beginnings of Mud Season. Holy hog I thought driving in the snow and ice was bad. We have to drive, like most in Vermont, 3-8 miles (depending on if you need to go North/West or South/East) on dirt, which is now, MUD, to get to pavement. It makes driving most like a video game. My forearms are finding their milking muscles again with the force needed to hold the steering wheel on a straight course.
4. The space heaters that do a terrifically inefficient job at keeping the milk-room pipes from freezing have been off for f.i.v.e. days.
5. The raven with a hurt wing that is sitting in a tree by the barn in the rain. Nick wants to rescue him and I think we should all be allowed to die in peace.
6. The darkness of the new daylight-saved mornings.
7. The puppy that likes to sleep in the nest of my hair and softly hiccup through the night.