Sheepies. May 14, 2012
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.Tags: farms, lambs, sheep, Spring
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I do believe that’s the collective term for sheep and lambs.
Anyway, here they are – a Momma:
…grazing contentedly among Mother Nature’s other creatures:
And, of course, their lambs:
They’re cute, those little scamps:
They’re like kids. Here’s one who seemed to be driving his feed trough around the pasture, like a child in a Christmas toy box:
Others, like their human counterparts, were only interested in one thing:
Also like people, there were some who might qualify as the “black sheep” of the family:
…though, of course, they’re not actually black:
Spring is a lovely time to be out here in the country, surrounded by all this new life.
For this, I’m grateful.
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Such a welcome sign of Spring! Makes me long for the days when I had to get up so early to go and take care of the cows and pigs and chickens and goats.
There’s something to be said for daily chores before most of the neighborhood was up and about. I had time to commune with the animals and plot out my day before heading off to school. After class, sports and my part-time job at K-Mart, then more feeding, watering and general care for the brood. Homework and dishes would follow, and most days when my head finally hit the pillow, I would sleep so well. There were times I don’t much like to recall, but the contemplative moments in the field, coop, and pens were honest and peaceful and treasured.
Vikki, farm life (including the lives of farm children) is a buttload of work, and ought to be rewarded accordingly. The general public, particularly the urban public, has absolutely no idea what goes into bringing their food to table.
That said, it’s an honest and compassionate life, begetting a connection with the natural world which can’t be learned from a book.
Thanks for the reminder of what’s required and what the rewards are.
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