Whilst I was finishing the chores late last night, the evening turned to magic and sky to Wonderland. At first the light was ethereal, almost totally unreal and little spooky, then it was magnificent, like golden frosting on the tree tops amidst pink icing clouds. As the evening dawned, the pink blossomed to rich gold and yellow and the rose faded to sweet peach. I stood in awe and gratitude, looking at those big magical Alberta skies, smelling the new buds on the trees and listening to the ducks chatter themselves to sleep.
To have this at my fingertips, where once I had a beautiful house near the ocean with a mountain view, is rather astounding. To come here, to nowhere where I knew noone and create a farm and a life in the midst of the stunning gifts of nature is truly a gift. And I am so grateful to have this opportunity to learn and grow.
Taking care of the animals on the farm is a privilege and a joy, but very hard work. Lately, because baby sheep and lambs are being born and I need to be on hand in case of emergencies, though thankfully only one birth was problematic with poor presentation, it is hard to forgive myself for allowing a baby to die if I could have been present to save it. So, I have been awakening at night, going to bed late and rising early to watch the emergence of new life, another miracle or miracles.
Wherever you are tonight, join in my thankfulness for the love of the universe and the Creator and the cycle of life as it continues. And marvel with me at those magical big Alberta skies that demonstrate this magnificnece in every way. Sigh.
To have this at my fingertips, where once I had a beautiful house near the ocean with a mountain view, is rather astounding. To come here, to nowhere where I knew noone and create a farm and a life in the midst of the stunning gifts of nature is truly a gift. And I am so grateful to have this opportunity to learn and grow.
Taking care of the animals on the farm is a privilege and a joy, but very hard work. Lately, because baby sheep and lambs are being born and I need to be on hand in case of emergencies, though thankfully only one birth was problematic with poor presentation, it is hard to forgive myself for allowing a baby to die if I could have been present to save it. So, I have been awakening at night, going to bed late and rising early to watch the emergence of new life, another miracle or miracles.
Wherever you are tonight, join in my thankfulness for the love of the universe and the Creator and the cycle of life as it continues. And marvel with me at those magical big Alberta skies that demonstrate this magnificnece in every way. Sigh.
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