Today, Sunday, I slept late, real late, until 11:36. My biological time clock is like that, staying up late and creating stuff till the wee hours of the morning and sleeping late. it is in opposition to the school day, so after a week of work, I am so tired, fighting my nature's time clock. The birds were anxious to get out of their houses, no kidding. The loud honks and quacks of the waterfowl were heard all the way to the house, and quite clearly. The chickens are quieter, except for the roosters. There are a bunch, maybe 6 roosters, who do not sleep in the coop. Only three sleep in the pine tree and the rest, I am not sure where. They were hatched by the Sumatra hen early in the spring. Some are hers, crossed with the Ameraucana rooster, but there are two that definitely are part Silkie. There was a Silkie rooster here too, but he is in the freezer now. I still have a white Silkie hen. She is good for hatching eggs, but a very poor mother, so the chicks must be given to another broody hen or they do not survive. I digress.
I want to say how beautiful the farm was today. There is very little snow, with most areas being brown and bare, but it freezes well enough at night to make hammering the ice out of the buckets necessary. Today, like yesterday, it was above zero, mostly 3 or so, but today was overcast. I love to be outside and smell the fresh air, allowing it to fill my lungs with the scents of the forest and the wind. Beautiful. I have not been walking in the woods much at all this fall. Now it is dark when I get up and dark by the time I am home. The dogs have been frantically barking and chasing something for the past few nights, so perhaps it is best not to go out in the dark, though I feel they would easily protect me. But why push it? Then on the weekend when I planned to go out for a walk, there was so much to do and it was dark by the time I was done, so no walk.
I did manage to get some pictures of the Alberta sunset though, magnificent and strange at the same time, hues of blue and purple, smudged with pink and coral amidst the sky blue, then splotted with delicate clouds going nowhere. Breathtaking, it is, really, don't you think so? I am thankful to be alive and working and be enjoying my farm. It is paradise, really. It is.