“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

Quiet Moments

We arose to this fiery sunrise Saturday morning...
the harbinger of a predicted day of miserableness to follow.

The fiery embers cast a glow of pink

 in a 360 degree circle on the horizon.

With a 2 hour window before the predicted winds and rain,
we took the dogs for a woodsy hike and grabbed the camera cards from our 
game cameras.

Deer, raccoons and foxes had made an appearance over the past week... no bears.
Perhaps they have already hunkered down for their long winter's nap!

We decided that with no scheduled plans for the weekend,
we would do no work but the required animal chores.

Let me tell you... it was heavenly!

I worked on this knitting project in front of the fire...

surrounded by my friends and constant companions.

(You'll notice that every available seat, besides my own, was taken up by a dog!)

Right now we have an extra friend... black Sammy is here for a few days.
He's a regular visitor and quite happy to be here on the farm.
He follows me around like a shadow!

I did a little Thanksgiving baking... decorated shortbread cookies.
I can hardly wait to do the same for Christmas... lots of ideas are percolating!

Sunday was more of the same...

everyone hunkering down in the warmth to keep...

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