The fire was one month ago today.

I certainly wouldn't have asked for the experience, but I know how much I have grown because of it. For one thing, I am not as fearful now. That sounds paradoxical, doesn't it? Yet it's true. Hard to explain, but true. I know He'll get me to the other side of wherever He takes me. The Lord won't give you more than you can handle *with His help*.

One of the goats in the barn was Treasure, pictured above as a yearling. I was particularly fond of her from the first moment she was born. Her name was a reminder to me though, to hold loosely:
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." ~ Matthew 6:20-22 NIV

Leaning on the Everlasting Arms...

Unfortunately, I've lost my senior buck since the fire, perhaps to smoke inhalation.

The flatbed trailer is now road-worthy again. We've fenced along the back of the barn site, so that the front yard is once again fenced all the way around. The hayfield is fenced and the horses are really enjoying having that access.

The last round bale I bought is still unopened. It's a larger bale than the 4x5's I'd been buying; this one is 5 feet wide by 5 1/2 feet high, as tall as I am. And with the lesser demand for hay now, it should last a long time.

And I'm ready to start a new herd...