Today was a beautiful fall day, about as perfect as they come. I started my day with a set plan...that got changed mid morning into something completely different. You know...a normal day.
I ended up driving to Mayslick, to Hinton Mills and talked to them about my feed requirements and even got to watch them mix it for me. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing how they weigh out all the ingredients and watching the machine blend it all together.
Loading up 450 pounds of wrong feed from the old mill and unloading 500 pound of fresh feed from the new mill along with 100 pounds of salt and minerals...was not really a bright spot, but having bins full of feed the sheep like and hearing Big Moose say "yum yum yum" while he was eating tonight, was :-)
Being able to scroll back through Instagram posts and re-watch that video...a definite bright spot :-D.
Around 7:00 I decided I was not going to let yet another day go by without trying out Frankie's new cart (I think I may not have posted that over here...sorry :-/) so I got him out as the sun was setting, hoping he still remembered how to drive after almost a month off (!) and both he and the cart got two thumbs up. That was a really big bright spot :-D.
It's now 11:00 and I'm just in from my nightly barn check. All the sheep are tucked in safely and Comby is cozy in his new condo for one. I remembered to cover my still blooming flowers in hopes of making it through another frosty night. Day is done.
As I reflect on the past few days and all the kind words I've read today, I am reminded of one of my favorite songs that came up on my playlist today as I drove up to the feed mill on a glorious fall afternoon with two good dogs sleeping in the back seat. "Holy as the day is spent" by Carrie Newcomer.
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Holy is the place I stand
To give whatever small good I can
And the empty page, and the open book
Redemption everywhere I look
Unknowingly we slow our pace
In the shade of unexpected grace
And with grateful smiles and sad lament
As holy as a day is spent
And morning light sings 'providence'
As holy as a day is spent
And with grateful smiles and sad lament... Here is a link to the song in entirety. It's a good one.
9 comments:
Lovely words – from both you and Carrie Newcomer.
A silent, peaceful night, a holy night - it sounds like what you and your animals enjoyed yesterday evening.
Oh, and the non-silence of Big Moose oinking (sorry; sounds piggy to me 😆🐷) through his chow - who could not smile at that joyful noise?
It can be hard to take in, how things can be glorious and so sad, all interspersed.....
It feels good to fill the pantry.
Good boy, Frankie.
No matter what that darling sheep making his yummy munchie snuffles is a morning smile.
I listened to the song too. Thank you. Taking my elder shepherd in today for an eye operation. It should be ok it’s just that she is 12 and 1/2.
Thank you and have a nice day.
I laughed in my coffee at your boy munching! That is lovely looking grain my goats would be singing also. Good days work.
:) Grateful smiles!
Thank you for all your sharing, the good and the bad. I grew up on a ranch in Wyoming....I get it. Doesn't mean it's easy. But mostly today I wanted to say thanks for the song and its words. It turned into my morning devotional today in the most beautiful way. All my love to you and the animals.
I loved that yum-yum sound. And the beautiful words; every single day is a Holy day if we just remember to see and give thanks. My heart and mind and love are with you.
Fall is a 'gathering in' time and sometimes I guess it is animal friends that are gathered. At least no shivering through the cold of winter for them. You loved them and they loved you.
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