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A New Day Dawns
January 10, 2021, 3:21 pm
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January 10, 2021

What a beautiful sunrise. If you look close you can see the steam rising above the compost pile. Perhaps a fitting tribute to recent events? Well, wherever you stand, keep your eyes on the sunrise and not the compost!

It has been an unseasonable January so far. The temperatures are warmer than usual for this time of year. The whole farm is muddy, but today, the entire landscape was frozen solid. What a relief to walk on firm ground, no matter where I stepped. It was wonderful.

I turned the horses out to run, roll and romp. They did just that. Then, once the sun came out and warmed us all, the frost left the ground. In celebration, the horses promptly rolled in the softening soil. In other words, they rolled in the mud! Their coats will be thick with the mud, but it must feel good to them. Oh well, it’s not the first time that I have worn a mask, to brush them clean.

It takes a little effort to keep them clean and make them shine, but to me it is worth it. I get to talk with them. I get to feel their whole body, watching out for any new bumps, cuts or potential problems. I also get to let my mind wander, far from anything that bothers me. I get to enjoy a peace not found in many places.

Maybe for me, clean stalls and clean coats make for a clean heart? All I know is that I am at peace with myself, in tune with my animals and in the right spot in the universe. I am a man truly Blessed.



The Present
February 5, 2015, 12:39 pm
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Little snow mountain

Little snow mountain

February 5, 2015

Someone once told me, ” Today is a gift, that is why they call it the present.”┬á I think about those words from time to time and I realize just how much wisdom is packed into that short phrase. I think we should all contemplate just how short life is, from time to time. It makes us appreciate our days…even the frustrating ones!

This morning the temperature dipped below zero F, just before sunrise. The air was still, crisp and clear. There was no wind, not even a breeze. The snow crunched underfoot, even squeaking as I took a step. The animals, snug in there beds, barely noticed as I walked by them. They seemed content to just enjoy their warm beds a little while longer, on this cold winter morning.

The sun began to rise, as I made my way around the barnyard. Once again we had gotten three or four inches of new snow over night, but instead of being frustrated that I would have to plow snow yet again, I stopped walking and just looked at the snow.

It was beautiful. Every ice crystal was reflecting the morning sun. All across the fields the snow was shimmering. The pine trees that border the farm lane, looked like trees from a Christmas card, branches tipped in white then covered in glitter. There was no brown to be seen, even the cow patties were hidden from view, and dressed in white ­čś«

My footsteps became lighter, a smile graced my face and everything seemed right in┬ámy world. My breath on the crisp air turned to very small snow flakes… and that is when I realized that I was part of the snow problem too. How could I be disgusted with the now, when I was adding to the amount myself! I laughed at the thought, shrugged my shoulders and resigned to the fact that, yes, I would have to plow again!

So, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. I will look for the beauty in it, as I look for a place to pile it. I must enjoy the fluffy white stuff for as long as I can because very soon comes mud season, followed by the July and August heat. The only break then is the hidden promise in the morning dew, when winter snowflakes take on their summer wear and become┬ádroplets of water hanging on fences twinkling in the sunrise…. and like today, the wonder of morning makes me realize that …. today really is a gift!