As the week came to a close, I took a moment to reflect back.
Each week seems more enriched than the previous.
This week was no different.
Each day brings beauty.
However, each day also brings hard work.
I am equally yoked with Rustic Russ, but we require more strength than two mortal humans can muster.
TGIF – Today God is First.
Our livestock intended for our freezer went to be processed on Wednesday.
Rustic Russ hauled them down to farm country for a gentle, humane ending of their predestined journey.
This is always a solemn day for me, as I recall all the gentle love, scratches behind the ears and homemade goodies I poured into them while they were with us.
This little piggy, Rosie, stayed home.
Rosie is now over 200#’s.
We will be breeding her for spring babies.
After breeding, piglets come in 3 months, 3 weeks, 3 days, and 3:00 in the morning.
You think I’m kidding…?
Ah yes…
End of the fiscal year and time to balance the Michigan budget.
Our state government shut down for about 2 hours on 10/1, however I was sleeping so I didn’t get a chance to fully appreciate my layoff.
It was also a week of bad news for my Woodswoman buddy, Karla, as she received the final test results on her beloved dog, Jinx.
Karla and husband, Danny, will be facing a huge battle as Jinx starts a lengthy course of Chemo this coming week.
Jinx, aptly named by his unusual entry into their lives, stole their heart immediately upon coming home to TrailsEnd Kennel. The good lookin’ hound was the prize in a raffle drawing highlighting a “Streeper puppy”. Jinx entered a Siberian-dominated world and has been the King of that world ever since.
We wish Jinx well, as he faces the biggest race of his life to date.
Unfortunately, our newly released free-range rabbits sometimes have to battle for territory, just like in the streets of Chicago.
Homer Hickam (the white bunny on the left) got the worst of a fight with another male free-ranger (who shall remain unidentified).
All is quiet now.
And, right on schedule, our tractor (who is aptly named by me, although not appropriate for print) froze up.
Again.
Hydraulics are skewed.
If anyone within a stone’s throw knows anything about tractors, give us a holler.
It’s not that I don’t like our fancy tractor. I just miss “Tillie”, a 1952 Ford 8N we sold so we could “upgrade”.
The list could go on. However, this morning, Friday, upon awakening, it was discovered we had been without power for several hours.
Yes, TGIF…indeed.
Our Heavenly father guides us through the trials and tribulations each day, too numerous to mention.
I can’t imagine going it alone…
TGIF (Today God is First)
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,
Woodswoman
