“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

Cozy Vibes

There's nothing like the peace and calm of a grey winter day.   

Naked branches stand still and silent against the sky as a thick blanket of clouds blocks the  low, winter sun.  Around us it seems the world sleeps.

The "drip, drip, drip" as snow melts from the roof and runs off the tips of long, dangling icicles tells us that the snowy blanket covering our land is temporary.... soon to be replaced by channels of running water as they make their way downward to the creek.

The snow has diminished enough that the horses paw through the cold to reach the sparse grass beneath.  

We give them free access to the pasture knowing that they cannot eat themselves into an early grave, but instead rely upon the rations of hay they are given three times daily.

They are keenly aware of our presence at all times... in the off-chance that it just might be one of those feeding times.  

I love this time of year and all that it gifts us.  Winter's gifts are less tangible than those of other seasons, but no less worthy of gratitude.  We are given the gift of time - time to rest, to recharge, to create, to dream - all things that we lack when we are flying by the seat of our pants through the busier...

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