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I am Sandra - faithful steward. listener. shepherd. dream believer. hard worker. collects brass bells, boots. Jesus follower. contented. star gazer. homemaker. farmer. prayer warrior. country woman. reader. traveler. writer. homebody. living life large.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Lost Dogs...

A friend lost two Dalmations and has been frantically looking for them. So far, no one has seen them; if you find them, please call 555.HELP.

Speaking of help...recently, I've contacted some folks who say they are in the business of helping build better blogs. Then...I've waited and waited and waited...and no response. Maybe my requests aren't big enough but, it seems to me, they are paying jobs that a more computer literate person could tackle in a few hours, perhaps less, and still make money.Rather like taking a break from their regular work, a breather if you will, that still pays. 

So, is anyone interested in talking to me about my blog needs? Pretty please?

Blessings ~ humor ~ dogs ~ blogs ~ help ~

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Chats on the Farmhouse Porch, 70

~ for the last time...it's LEVI! ~
Patrice, Everyday Ruralty, is hosting Chats on the Farmhouse Porch. She asks questions, readers give answers and it's both interesting and fun. 
1. Do you still write snail mail? Oh my yes! Probably more than the national average although that's, probably, not saying a lot, is it? I enjoy sending and receiving letters, cards, packages, notes, etc. My BFF and I decorate envelopes, packages, etc. and it's always fun to send and receive.
2. Do you sing? Yes, loudly and off-key...make a joyful noise. When I sang in church choir, I'd stand beside an alto, let her sing the song once and then I'd know how to sing alto. Odd, eh? Yeah, I think so too.
3. Do you participate in Black Friday, Small Business Saturday or Cyber Monday? No, have never and don't plan on starting. I keep the craziness to a minimum in my life; why open the door now?
4. How many guests can you have spend the night at your house? Can Wendell fit? I can sleep 8 in beds (not including my own bed), 3 on sofas and 2 on love seats before people have to start making floor pallets. Yes, Wendell can fit...unless he gains any more weight...hmmmmm....
5. Have you ever gone fishing? I love to fish, especially salmon fish in Oregon and Alaska. I'd love to learn how to fly fish and bone fish...great fun!
Patrice, this is always fun and I'm glad to join in today...thanks!

Blessings ~ Patrice ~ chats ~ joyful noise ~ Wendell ~ Levi ~ 

Monday, November 26, 2012

Lily, meet Levi

~ baby Lily ~
Remember way back in September...down at the barn...this little one, mewling, crawling across the loft while barn owls looked down in anticipation? So I could climb down the ladder safely, I stuffed this little one inside my shirt and brought her to the house. I'm guessing four weeks old, more or less, and it was touch and go for a while. An eye dropper, then a bottle before this little thing was old enough to eat on her own. Kim, a young friend, named it Lily; and, at that age, males and females, pretty much, all look the same. As well, a male's testicles have yet to drop so determining the gender can be difficult, if not impossible.
~ checking ... ~
Recently, I've been watching Lily as she's growing from kitten into cat. She's becoming leaner, more bones and angles and I figured she was going through that awkward teenage stage. However, had I been paying closer attention, I would have realized Lily is Levi. He likes to climb into my lap, early mornings while I'm having devotions, and lay upside down for his stomach to be rubbed. One morning last week, I glanced down and LOW AND BEHOLD it looks like she is a HE! Who knew? Certainly not me! Just to be sure, I reached down and, very gently (or so I thought) gave those little nubbins a mild tweak. SQUAWK! Well, all righty then...that confirms it...Lily is Levi and not happy about having his privates tweaked. No, not happy at all.
~ don't even think it, Mom ~
Ahem. Levi, as Stephanie, my Beloved Sistah, has now named him doesn't seem all that put out by the mistake. He knows I'm, generally, so busy I have to look at my driver's license to remember my own name so all is forgiven.
~ Levi, contemplating life as a boy...for the time being...~
Blessings ~ a forgiving Levi ~ laughter ~ 

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Sabbath Keeping

"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, 
his steadfast love endures forever."
~ Psalm 136:1 ~
"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.
It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.
We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."
~ Albert Schweitzer
"Hem your blessings with thankfulness so they don't unravel."
~ proverb~
"Instead of complaining that God had hidden himself, you will give him thanks for having revealed so much of himself." ~ Blaise Pascal
"Silent gratitude isn't much use to anyone."
"A man who is eating, or lying with his wife, or preparing to go to sleep in humility, thankfulness and temperance, is, by Christian standards, in an infinitely higher state than one who is listening to Bach or reading Plato in a state of pride." ~ C. S. Lewis
"I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder." ~ G. K. Chesterton
"God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today. 
Have you used one to say "thank you?""
"The only people with whom you should try to get even, are those who have helped you."
~ John E. Southard
"Who does not thank for little, 
will not thank for much." 
~ proverb ~
"A sensible thanksgiving for mercies received is a mighty prayer in the spirit of God. It prevails with him unspeakably." ~ John Bunyan
"An active faith can give thanks for a promise, though it be not as yet performed, knowing that God's bonds are as good as ready money." ~ Matthew Henry ~
"Thanksgiving comes after Christmas." 
~ anonymous ~
"For everything created by God is good, 
and nothing is to be rejected,
if it is received with gratitude; 
for it is sanctified by means
of the word of God
and prayer."
~ I Timothy 4:4-5 ~
If you'd like a name added to the prayer list, please let me know...but no anonymous requests, please. Names will be kept until end of the year and then removed so the list can begin anew in January. Around the world, people are praying.

Prayer Keeping ~ Maxine ~ Roland ~ Jason and Sara ~ Patty ~ Lizzie ~ Pamela ~ Marydon ~ Katie ~ Debbie ~ Sandy ~ Geoffrey and Terry ~ Jane and Lance ~ Misha and J ~ Timi's family ~ Stephanie's family ~ Quesenberry family ~ Smith family ~ Jones family ~ LindaSue ~ Raeann ~ Mike ~ Wayne ~ Steve and Gwen ~ Greg ~ Ethan ~ Mildred and John ~ Billy ~ Charles and Cassie ~ Erik and Jessica ~ Ally Belle ~ Claudie ~ Maryann and family ~ Annie's family ~ Evan ~ Minnie ~ LaShon ~ Sparky ~ Kathie ~ Charlotte ~ John ~ me ~

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thanksgiving 2012

~ Harvest Table ~

"Wee ordaine that the day of our ships arrival at the place assigned for plantacon
 in the land of Virginia shall be yearly and perpetually kept holy as a day of 
Thanksgiving to Almighty God."

"THE FIRST THANKSGIVING PROCLAMATION: June 20, 1676: "The Holy God having by a long and Continual Series of his Afflictive dispensations in and by the present War with the Heathern Natives of this land, written and brought to pass bitter things against his own Covenant people in this wilderness, yet so that we evidently discern that in the midst of his judgements he hath remembered mercy, having remembered his Footstool in the day of his sore displeasure against us for our sins, with many singular Intimations of his Fatherly Compassion, and regard; reserving many of our Towns from Desolation Threatened, and attempted by the Enemy, and giving us especially of late with many of our Confederates many signal Advantages against them, without such Disadvantage of ourselves as formerly we have been sensible of, if it be the Lord's mercy that we are not consumed. It certainly bespeaks our positive Thankfulness, when our Enemies are in any measure disappointed or destroyed; and fearing the Lord should take notice under so many Intimations of his returning mercy, we should be found an Insensible people, as not standing before Him with thanksgiving, as well as lading him with our Complaints in the time of pressing Afflictions." 

Blessings ~ Thanksgiving ~ Almighty God ~ 

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Sabbath Keeping

"God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave, 
for He shall receive me."

"I am sometimes almost terrified at the scope of the demands made upon me, at the perfection of the self-abandonment requires of me, yet outside of such absoluteness can be no salvation." ~ George MacDonald
"The place where God calls you is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet." ~ Frederick Buechner
"How else but through a broken heart may Lord Christ enter in?"
"There is nothing more important than your eternal salvation." ~ Kirk Cameron ~
"People to whom sin is just a matter of words, 
to them salvation is just words too."
"Jesus can you show me
Just how far the east is from the west?
'Cause I can't bear to see the man I've been
Rising up in me again.
In the arms of your mercy I find rest
'Cause you know how far the east is from the west--
From one scarred hand to the other." 
"Are you not thirsty?" said the Lion.
"I am dying of thirst," said Jill.
"Then drink," said the Lion.
"May I -could I- would you mind going away while I do?" said Jill.
The Lion answered this only by a look and a very low growl. And as Jill gazed at its motionless bulk, she realized that she might as well have asked the whole mountain to move aside for her convenience.
The delicious, rippling noise of the stream was driving her nearly frantic.
"Will you promise not to - do anything to me, if I do come?" said Jill.
"I make no promise," said the Lion.
Jill was so thirsty now that, without noticing it, she had come a step nearer.
"Do you eat girls?" she said.
"I have swallowed up girls and boy, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms," said the Lion. He didn't say this as if it were boasting, nor as if it were sorry, nor as if it were angry. It just said it.
"I daren't come and drink," said Jill. 
"Then you will die of thirst," said the Lion.
"Oh dear," said Jill, coming another step nearer. "I suppose I must go and look for another stream then."
"There is no other stream," said the Lion.

"I am the way, the truth and the life. 
No man -or woman- comes to the Father but by me."

If you'd like a name added to the prayer list, please let me know. Names will be kept for one month, unless notified. Around the world, people are praying.

Prayer Keeping ~ Maxine ~ Jason and Sara ~ Patty ~ Lizzie ~ Pamela ~ Marydon ~ Katie ~ Debbie ~ Sandy ~ Geoffrey and Terry ~ Marydon ~ Jane and Lance ~ Misha and J ~ Timi's family ~ Stephanie's family ~ Quesenberry family ~ Smith family ~ Linda Sue ~ Raeann ~ Mike ~ Wayne ~ Steve and Gwen ~ Greg ~ Ethan ~ Billy ~ Charles and Cassie ~ Erik and Jessica ~ Ally Belle ~ Claudie ~ Evan ~ Minnie ~ LaShon ~ MaryAnn and family ~ Jones family ~ Sparky ~ Kathie ~ Charlotte ~ John ~ me ~ 

Friday, November 16, 2012

Fearless Farmgirl Winner!

Fearless Farmgirl...don't you LOVE the name?!...recently had a contest. She asked participants to give a caption to the photo above...her lab watching, closely, the two birds. My suggestion was "How long before Mom notices I'm pointing?"
FF loved my suggestion and I won a gift card to Duluth Trading Company...woohoo! It's one of my favorite places to shop, especially for work gear. 
Even if you're not in the market for work gear, please visit Duluth Trading Company website. You'll laugh yourself silly at the adverts...some of them are hilarious!
Fearless Farmgirl, THANKS! for the gift certificate; I'm going to spend it a thousand times before I make the phone call -grin-.

Blessings ~ Fearless Farmgirl, please visit her blog for her killer brownie recipe ~ Duluth Trading Company ~ cuteness ~ 

Thursday, November 15, 2012

1,000 Marbles

"The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.
A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the basement with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind. He sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whomever he was talking with something about "a 1,000 marbles".
I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say. "Well Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital."
He continued, "Let me tell you something, Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities."
And that's when he began to explain his theory of "1,000 marbles".
'You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years. Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and came up with 3900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part."
"It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I had only about a thousand of them left to enjoy." 
"So, I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1,000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here next to my gear. Every Saturday since then, I've taken one marble out and thrown it away."
"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight."
"Now, let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday, then I have been given a little extra time.
"It was nice to meet you, Tom. I hope you spend more time with your family and I hope to meet you again here on the band. 75 year Old Man, this is D9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!"
You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.
"Come on, honey, I'm taking you and the kids out to breakfast."
"What brought this on?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."


"For what is your life? 
It is even a vapor that appears for a little time
 and then vanishes away."


Blessings ~ time ~ awareness ~ wisdom ~ priorities ~ Saturday ~ Sunday ~ Monday ~ Tuesday ~ Wednesday ~ Thursday ~ Friday ~

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Free Money

In doing research for my book, I've run across "free money" and want to tell you about it because...ta da!...you just might have "free money" available.
Today, just one suggestion: do an i-net search for your state Department of Treasury and  then look for "Unclaimed Property". It's entirely possible you've forgotten about an old savings account, an unclaimed security deposit, a corporation issued you a refund that was mailed to you at an address where you no longer lived or a myriad of other reasons. 
For example, have you ever given the electric or propane gas company a security deposit? Did you always remember to collect that security deposit when you moved? Frequently, there are other things going on in our lives and we neglect to keep tabs of every detail. That's how our money ends up in the Department of Treasury, unclaimed.
This past year, I've spent untold hours working on Dave's estate and found more than a few hundred dollars, unclaimed, in the Virginia Department of Treasury!
I'm now working on having that money, with interest, returned to me. I also found money his mother had forgotten, a pitiful amount I'd forgotten...something like eleven cents which I told them to keep as it goes into the education pot...and other family members who have unclaimed money, waiting for them to complete the paper work and get a check.
So, if you decide to check your state Department of Treasury and find unclaimed money or property, please let me know. I don't want to know the amount, that's none of my business, but I am interested how many folks benefit by this post. 
My guess is...lots!

Blessings ~ unclaimed property and money ~ me, for telling you about it - smile ~

Monday, November 12, 2012

Dear Veterans,

THANK YOU FOR SERVING!

Blessings ~ Dave, who honorably served his country in the USArmy ~

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Sabbath Keeping

"Don't waste your breath on fools, for they will despise the wisest word."
"Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky.
 Conscious breathing is my anchor."
"Sometimes it's the same moments that take your breath away 
that breath purpose and love back into your life." 
"Remember to breath. 
It is, after all, the secret to life." 
"Breathing easily and fully 
is one of the basic pleasures of being alive."
"Quoting Father Seraphim: Our life hangs only by a breath. It is the thread that links you to the Father, the Source, which brings you into being. Be conscious of this thread and go where you will." ~ Jean-Yves Leloup ~
"And when he had said this, 
He breathed on them, and said to them,
"Receive the Holy Spirit."
~ John 20:22

If you'd like a name added to the prayer list, please let me know. Names will be kept a month, unless notified otherwise. Around the world, people are praying.

Prayer Keeping ~ Maxine ~ ~ Jason and Sara ~ Patty ~ Lizzy ~ Pamela ~ Marydon ~ Debbie ~ Katie ~ Sandy ~ Geoffrey and Terry ~ Jane and Lance ~ Misha and J ~ Quesenberry family ~ LindaSue ~ Raeann ~ Smith family ~ Stephanie and family ~ Steve and Gwen ~ Mike ~ Wayne ~ MaryAnn and fmaily ~ Greg ~ Ethan ~ Billy ~ Charles and Cassie ~ Erik and Jessica ~ Ally Belle ~ Evan ~ Claudie ~ Minnie ~ LaShon ~ Jones family ~ Sparky ~ me ~

Thursday, November 08, 2012

We All Need It...

~ my feet, SXM ~
Rest
Renewal
Relaxation
Recreation
so I can return to the farm anew...

P. S. PLEASE go visit Mags and read this; it's absolutely HILARIOUS!

Blessings ~ rest ~ renewal ~ relaxation ~ recreation ~ time away to ponder and reflect ~

Tuesday, November 06, 2012

2012 Election


VOTE!

"Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and 
to seek your direction and guidance. 
We know Your Word says, "Woe to those who call evil good," 
but that is exactly what we have done. 
We have lost spiritual equilibrium 
and reversed our values. 
We have exploited the poor 
and called it the lottery. 
We have rewarded laziness 
and called it welfare. 
We have killed our unborn 
and called it choice. 
We have shot abortionists 
and called it justifiable. 
We have neglected to discipline our children 
and called it building self esteem. 
We have abused power 
and called it politics. 
We have coveted our neighbor's possessions 
and called it ambition. 
We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography 
and called it freedom of expression. 
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers 
and called it enlightenment. 
Search us, Oh God, and know our hearts today; 
cleanse us from sin and set us free. 
Amen."
~ Billy Graham ~
Blessings ~ voting ~ service men and women who put themselves in harm's way to keep us free ~ Billy Graham ~ God, who allows only that which He ordains ~

Monday, November 05, 2012

Dear Dave,

It's been a year: a year of loneliness, sorrow, unimaginable grief, stress, anguish, fear, tears, hesitation, of slogging through the days, enduring the nights, even glimpses of joy. 
It's been a year.
I had no idea it would be this hard, this difficult. You warned me about the loneliness and the grief but the work has been unimaginable as well. It would break your heart to know of promises others made to you and haven't keep, the money you loaned and not returned, of how some people have simply disappeared. The lack of basic human decency has almost overwhelmed me, how do people live with themselves? It has dang near broken my back, not to mention my spirit but here I am, a year later and still standing. 
It's been a year. 
I've allowed given myself the gift of a year; now it's time to set aside grief and begin mourning. Grief is different; it's more immediate, more necessary, more now. Absolutely, it will continue to catch me unawares but, I'm hopeful, those times of being poured out onto the kitchen floor, sobbing my heart out with dogs licking my face, are over. Please God...? Mourning will continue the rest of my life, a dark horse but not out front.
As Jack Lewis said of his marriage to Joy, "This had reached its proper perfection. This had become what it meant. Therefore of course it would not be prolonged.' As if God said, 'Good; you have mastered that exercise. I am very pleased with it. And now you are ready to go on to the next." 
And, Dave, so you have.
The Baptist Minister came by last month, he didn't know you'd died. Dave, we both stood in the driveway and wept, both for the loss of you and for the knowledge you'd made your peace with God and now have Heaven as your residence. That man of God had so many nice things to say about you; I hope to remember his kindness all my days. It's a memory buffer against the others who didn't do their ministerial job.
Others who knew you have said you'd be proud of me. I surely hope so. That ancient advice, "don't make any major decisions the first year" is good advice...except when it isn't. I've made major ginormous decisions this past year: I've bought property, cattle, kept the farm going, traveled, continued helping with the Community Association and VFD. I've kept putting one foot in front of the other until...here I am, a year later and still thanking God for His mercy, grace, love and goodness poured out to me.
Yes, I know death comes either to us or for us and, no matter how much we anticipate it, it's always a shock, in fact, a huge surprise! I love you, Dave, and mourn for what will never be. Why is it some would rather remind me of arguments you and I had? Why don't they remember the good great times as well? Are they jealous? How sad if that's the case. You and I never understood jealousy; what a rotten, consuming, ugly emotion! And for what? When someone would say, "so and so ran off with another man's wife", you'd say, "if you cheat with me, you'll cheat on me." Loyalty is so needed today and there are so many men and women who don't have, nor give, loyalty. How can a marriage exist, much less flourish, without trust?
You taught me well, Dave. 
You were friend, lover, husband, mentor, provider, protector; you were, in fact a complete package. I complimented you but didn't complete you, except, perhaps in love. Of the lessons I might have taught you, learning how to love again was, perhaps, the most important.
Yet, I don't want to be one of those people who make saints of their deceased. You could be meaner than a two-headed snake when you chose. When I told Mary this, she said, "Yeah, but he was your two-headed snake" and we both laughed.
This past year has been spent not only grieving but putting myself back together. God has is doing His work in me. Yes, that work will continue for the rest of my days, but the major work of healing my grief He has done with a tender and gentle hand.
So, I am spending this week, of the first year anniversary of your death, by myself in a remote place where I know no one and no one knows me. Was it difficult, getting on that plane and traveling by myself? You bet! Did I question myself? Yep! Did I feel fear? Oh my yes! And then...I did it anyway. I don't want to be one of those women people who are afraid to travel, unwilling to leave the comfortable and known, who make themselves a prisoner when there's a great big beautiful world to explore. 
So, I am far from home, saying good-bye all over again. I am putting to rest all those dreams we shared...Thistle Cove Farm, travel, old age together. It is right and true although I, in my ignorance, would have it otherwise. In turn, I am dreaming anew because without a vision, I will surely perish.
I trust you were welcomed by those great cloud of witnesses gone on before. 
I trust Christ welcomed you with arms opened wide, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant." 
I trust in the distant future smile, we'll see each other again. I wonder if we'll know each other in Heaven? That's a question that bothers some but not me. Heaven will be so glorious with Him what does it matter if we recognize each other? We knew each other on earth and it was here we reached "proper perfection"; it is there perfection will be achieved.
Dave, thank you. 
Thank you for all of it...friendship, love, marriage, life, travel, the farm, the animals, the coziness, and, yes, even the arguments for they taught me as well. 
Tu manques a moi, Beloved, good-bye.

Blessings ~ life...LIFE!...~ Dave ~

Thursday, November 01, 2012

PLEASE! Call me Sandra


Hurricane Sandy has come and gone, leaving not only a total mess, but loss of life, both human and animal, total destruction of property, broken hearts and lives. On the farm, there are drifts of three to four feet and about two feet of snow. The wind has been blowing steadily so most of the snow is gone, leaving the sheep to graze the yard. In the meantime, due to snow drifts, I can't get out of the yard gate, making it difficult to get to the barn to feed animals. Mary, my friend in Burkes Garden, had snow drifts of twenty feet and Donald, her husband, spent the better part of an hour trying to extricate himself from a twelve foot drift. He'd gone out to feed their animals, fell into a drift and it was only when Scout, their gelding, allowed Donald to grab hold of his tail, was Donald able to pull himself out. Mary said she thought Donald had gone to his workshop but when he got to the house, he was shivering and his teeth were chattering. Dangerous!
Sam, Sadie and Sophie enjoy the snow, once they don their sweaters and coats. At first, they resisted but now, they come when I sit down in the mudroom and wait patiently as I deal with sweaters, snaps, zippers and velcro. 
Drifts were brutal to plow through; generally, the dogs let me break a trail and then would follow...smart dogs, eh? smile
The sheep love this weather, at least the younger ones love this weather. The older ones just put one foot in front of the other and keep going. Right now, the sheep are in the yard and will go back in the pasture later today. Most of them are so old and have earned their right to die on this farm. Dave and I always had loyalty issues; if something came here, we wanted it to die here. That's one reason he and I were so good together; we knew we always had each other's back...come what may.
The monkeys love this weather as long as they're dressed for it. Me too.
The electricity has been off for half a day and now, mostly on. Bless Dave's memory, he had a house generator put in so we'd always have heat, lights, could cook on the stove top, televisions and computer. He was my provider and protector and still blesses my life. 
Fred, my lawyer, now calls me Hurricane Sandy and calls me cold and mean. Fred is one of the few who can get away with such foolishness; he's been a rock since Dave died. 
But please, I just want to be called Sandra! smile.

Blessings ~ safety ~ cold weather gear ~ generator ~ Dave ~