Reflections on reflections

February 7, 2008 by Elaine.

Our 2 year old grandson, after staring into a puddle, announced,”Jack sees Jack!” His mom then revealed the magic of stirring that puddle only to have Jack reappear….those small wonders of the world.   The puppies have seen their reflections in the oven door and barked the image into submission.  The chickens tap on the window, not sure if they are seeing their reflections or just calling attention to the need for some scratch feed to be tossed out for them.

Snowy winter, so unlike last year.  It has been beautiful.  Last week we had thunder and lightening during a nighttime snow storm…so beautiful.

I have been spending many hours going back and forth to Vermont this winter, visiting my mother who is cooped up in Rehab healing bones.  As you may know, there are no good east / west routes in New England, the rivers and the money flow North /South.  So, while meandering back and forth, there is much time for pondering the state of the world, learning where one Public radio station gives way to another, finding where the cheapest gasoline is this week,(always in New Hampshire), deciding just how big this year’s garden should be, (really do need to plant leeks this year )and  planning for next Fall’s sheep breeding, …and marveling at just how fragile this gift of life is…

It is the first anniversary of my dear friend Stefania’s death.  My life is filled with constant reminders of her, what joy she brought to me, Icelandic sheep, Icelandic sheepdogs, spinning lessons, wonderful stories, great laughs. And somehow 3 years have slipped by since Jimmie Londagin’s death….these wonderful shepherds, true friends.  I find myself talking to them about this year’s coming lambs, feel them hanging out in the hay loft watching my flock.  My lucky lambing hats came from the knitting needles of these two…warming head and heart. How I miss those big hugs…   Be well, Elaine

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