In honor of Thanksgiving I thought I'd share an entry from my journal, dated 3/13/08. Homesteading can be tough, and it had been a hard week, but I am always thankful for days like this one.
A Day to Be Thankful
I'd gone outside to fix a fence in the kid pen. It was a beautiful March day, in the 70's, but windy. I never got as far as the fence though.
I was keeping an eye on Wish, who was due to kid and had been showing signs that it would be soon. I did a few little chores nearby so I could check on her often. Eventually, I knew that it was indeed time.
I stayed with her until her daughter was born. Although a first-time mom, Wish did well. Instinct took over and she licked every inch of that baby.
Her mama Chloe had been the same way and always had the cleanest babies ever. It's fun watching our "babies" become mothers.
She wasn't too sure about letting her little one nurse though, so I held her gently and scratched her neck until they both got the idea.
Eventually I left them alone so they could bond, and went into the house to change clothes. I was pretty gunky!
While inside, our daughter called. Hubby came home. I made dinner. Our son called. I finally began evening chores quite a bit later than usual.
And as a result, I found myself watching the sun set behind the ridge and wishing I had my camera.
The clouds were pink and orange and purple. I watched four blue herons fly individually across the sky, back to their nests from various water sources. Three flew north; one went south.
I thanked the Lord for the peaceful evening and for the new little doeling. After losing Joy and her unborn kids last week, I am so thankful for this new life, and for a good day on the homestead.
I didn't accomplish much, but that's ok. I needed this.
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