Frosty, Cold, Morning
Abby was just grateful that the water wasn’t frozen, so was I. It had to be down in the 20’s this morning, everthing was well frosted though it started to thaw a bit about the time I was able to take pictures in the early early light. I had woken up at 6:00 (that’s a fairly big deal for me, I’m normally a 7:00’er). I never was a morning person until I married Hubby who taught me I was wasting the day. And of course, I had to give birth to an early riser. But after I drag myself out of bed I actually enjoy the early morning especially when I get all my chores done early and don’t feel rushed the rest of the day.
I love the look of oak leaves with the fringe of frost on them. It defines the edges so beautifully and just sets me in the mood for the season.
One of my favorite things to do in the morning is listen to the animals enjoy their hay. They are just so satisfied and happy when I feed, if they were cats they’d purr. The munch munch sound is soothing too, it gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling knowing they’re all warm and fuzzy.
Big bad funny Sunnie shares with this silly ewe named Lilly. Sunnie is our ex-stallion who was a stallion until he was five. He likes to pretend he is tough but his eyes and actions give him away. He’s the biggest teddy bear around and has a heart for crazy lilac ewes who aren’t afraid of horses. Or else she knows a sucker when she sees one, but you’ll always find these two eating together sometimes with a couple more ewes such as Celeste and Nell.
Here is Nell enjoying the hay inbetween Sunnie’s hooves. Nell and Lilly have the same parent’s but were born a year apart. Their mama was a crazy ewe named Madge. She had a bostonian accent and was a pig for hay. Whenever we’d offer grain, she’d run to the hay piles like a maniac and never did care for grain. She was also very fat. We miss Madge Pie as she went to the green pasture in the sky one year ago.
Abby likes to make her rounds in the early fog, barking to make sure that no wiley Coyotes are lurking about, taking advantage of their temporary cover. I appreciate her checking the pastures just before I let the sheep out and she takes it pretty seriously. On a frosty, foggy morning, she may have the best camo out there.
She also likes to take extra care of slow moving arthritic old ladies such as Agatha.
While the animals munch, Abby watches over the flock, and Annie sleeps in her crib, I like to take frosty photos.
And last but not least, my first bough of the season, attempting to get my spirits in to the Christmas holiday.