Where is your happy place?
On the farm... with the animals (and of course, with Hubbs there as well!)
Yesterday morning Jack offered to do the work for me as I had mentioned
that I wanted to finish a knitting project that had gone south.
I had knitted a mistake that I needed to correct and explained that I would need time alone
to fix it.
It was very kind of him... and he is always thoughtful like this...
but I explained to him that my time with the animals was the most important.
Knitting mistakes could wait.
I love morning chores.
I love taking care of everyone's needs.
I even love cleaning up manure!
I derive a great pleasure from making sure that everything is right in my world.
And so, we set about feeding, changing waters and picking up manure.
I am a little compulsive when it comes to cleaning up manure.
I'll let you in on a little secret.
I even clean up the sheep's manure.
I am pretty sure that most people don't pick up their sheep manure...
it is, after all very small and difficult to pick up.
We have learned that a dustpan and brush work quite nicely.
You see... sheep have this disgusting habit of pooping while they sleep...
so you will find piles of it around their...