Oh,oh,oooo,oooo,yup, yup, yup! Hit the brakes, check the rear view mirror and back up quickly. Sure, it does take longer to get home when you stop off to visit with the animals in the fields along your way. I don’t ice fish, spend time in the bar, watch much TV, or go shopping very often so. . . . . you understand, it’s my ‘fun’!
Experimenting to get the photo I want is only half of the joy. It is always a thrill to stand still on a spot of earth, most likely one I’ve never been on, and have a little conversation with the creatures in the field. I don’t have any sheep living at the RedBarn. Why not? I married a town-kid and I’m lucky to be breathing country air in the morning. I can also recall the words my dad used when the neighbors sheep, years ago, were out of their fence and in our fields. Memorable words, yes sir! That is my reminder not to push the issue of buying sheep.
I do love their beautiful faces and cozy warm wooly coats. Can you see all the possibilities in the bag of winter wool they soon will be sharing? I’m thinking how lovely my old wooden bowl would look, filled with natural, wound up balls of home-spun yarn. Oh, oh, oooo, oooo, gotta hold that thought and make it happen!!!