Gentle Reminder at Dusk

It's been a very long week.  No.  It's been a very long series of weeks for everyone at the Genuine Faux Farm.  Even Murphy, the youngest Farm Supervisor (aka cat), has had some stressful moments - which is saying something.

Crops on the farm are ripening, as they do in August.  And they are clamoring for our attention.  Over the past week we have brought in, with the help of some fine people, somewhere in the neighborhood of 86 pounds of green beans (and we're not done yet).  We've canned peaches and we're getting anxious to freeze beans,broccoli and corn, process tomatoes, and do our best to get excess produce to others.

The broiler chicks are just about ready to go out on pasture and the henlets are about ready for us to let them out on the pasture outside of their room.  But, we've got to get the pastures ready first - of course.  And that's not all of the farm stuff.

Meanwhile, we both have jobs that are needing us to be twice our normal selves right now.  Both for different (and similar) reasons.

It's all enough to bring about a serious ugly mood if we let it.

Then I went out to do the chores after we made our veg and egg deliveries for the week.  And the hens were dawdling around again, not wanting to go in.  This was the LAST outdoor chore before I could go inside for the day and the sun was already below the horizon.

Rather than getting mad about the hens.  I decided to just absorb what was going on around me at the moment.  I didn't have anything else to do but wait for the birds... and see, feel, and hear the beautiful world I get to live in.

 

Perhaps Crazy Maurice and his tree friends arranged this moment for me?  Or maybe this moment has just been waiting for me to notice it.  

It's a gentle reminder to breathe.  Live.  Appreciate.

And, look at that, the last chicken was in once I panned the camera back around at the end of the video.

Now I could go in, gift firmly in hand.