Archive for April 28, 2007

midnight lamb check

It is quiet, except for a few brave and hopeful peepers at the pond’s edge.  The air is soft after the rain, a fog has rolled down the hill into the valley, leaving a wisp behind here and there.  The sounds and smell of spring… it is good. The moon is high over mother Maple, and the clouds have parted for a while.  The sheep are thoughtful, ruminating, their lambs fed and tucked in for the night.  Our beloved Juniemoon has her babe nestled on her back, Annie has a brand new baby girl she is getting to know and Stella is nesting out on the back hillside paddock…waiting.  No one is laboring.  They know the routine now and don’t feel the need to get up as I pass by with a flashlight.  My own nest here in the grain room is cozy and warm, my favorite music of David Darling’s Eight String Religion, soothing my mind.  It is in these quiet peaceful nights of lambs that I miss my shepherd friends the most…Jimmie and now Stef.  How they loved lambing, the joy they felt overflowed into the lives of so many. Of all the wonders these sheep have brought to my life, it is the people I treasure the most.

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