Spring Pastures
I'm a little late with this month's post. That's because every spare moment of my time in the past couple of weeks has been spent working on posts of a different sort - fence posts. Every spring the cows like to test the fence, and see if the grass truly is greener on the other side (which they invariably decide that it is). One close call with Claribell, pictured here, and farmer Jules and I agreed that the time for radical action was now due. So tonight's the first night in a long while that I've actually not been either at work or out in the pasture till all hours, pulling wire, shovelling dirt, or pinching my fingers. I'm still pretty tired and sore, but I'll give this a try, and see how it goes. This past month was a very busy one, on the farm and off. The Wellington County Writer's Festival was a great success - I even sold one copy of my play - and I got to talk to a lot of great people. It's also where I had the pleasure of breaking out my n