“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

Dynamic Morning

This is the time of year when I love getting out to the barn before sun-up.


It seems that almost every morning there is a spectacular show.


Some days it is brief, and others it lasts for quite some time...


colors changing... 


brightness intensifying... 


until moments later, 


cotton candy clouds fade into grayness.


Early morning was the best part of yesterday.


Walking the horses to the upper pastures turned into a joyous
free-for-all of pounding hooves, tails raised high in the air...


bucking, rearing, prancing, dancing...
a midst whinnies and snorts...
 (and farts... anyone who has ever had horses knows that farts are an integral part of
morning romps!)


It's funny how the horses know that their neighbors are present...
long before they are even close to them.


And, as they reach the pasture across from each other
a glorious display of "showing off" ensues.


Once all have pulled out every trick in their bag,
they all settle down to the task of grazing....


or rolling (for those who already had the luxury of a full night's grazing.)


Autumn mornings...
brisk,
full of possibilities,
and joy...
not to be missed.

Later in the day...


Our first snow.... a wintry mix of snow, sleet and rain.
And to think it was...

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