I am gathering gear and materials to head out to Little Eorthe tomorrow. I get to stay out at the farm for a full 24-hours for the first time. The forecast is for rain, rain, rain, but I will work and sleep inside the barn with the llamas and sheep.
The materials I will work with include sticks/branches, stones, feathers, wool, water, dirt and other sundry items. I will also get to work with Carrie doing farm stuff/whatever the day calls for. I am a little daunted by the cold and wet, but equally excited to have so many hours of uninterrupted work time and to camp with the animals.
I am pleased to begin real work on the farm. I am also pleased to welcome this new season – to shake hands with winter and finally get aquainted. I typically try my best to hide from winter cold. My normal way of being is under wraps indoors restlessly waiting for spring, or I get out of town. Occasionally I wander out to play in the snow or go for walks, but it’s not a comfortable time for me. This year I am doing things differently. This year I am acutely aware of the quiet life being forged just beneath my feet. Literally. Giant, ancient forces are working on tiny lives in the security of the dark underground. This year I am paying attention.
I will report what I see and do over the weekend. Thanks for visiting.