Last week I recognized another important reason winter here seems to drag on forever:
Izzy and the pack on clean-up day
Aside from the week between Scout suddenly going to rest and GoodGirl joining the family, I always enjoy a fine variety of canine company here on the ranch.
Throughout spring, summer and autumn, dogs accompany most of the people that visit for business as well as pleasure. Even strays seem to like pausing here.
Rescuing ChiuyTwo and SchnauzerOne in March livened up the tail-end of winter. And now Izzy’s grand-pup, YellowLab, joins our happy homestead at least once a week.
The packs happily explore the lots and pastures, ever vigilant for wayward tennis balls or Frisbees, while their humans go about whatever it is they do.
During the winter people tend to hunker down and for a while visits become rare. Long before spring I miss the dogs.
“No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.” Christopher Morley
Sure, dogs require a little more maintenance work and clean up, but they leave little room for regret or loneliness.
“God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.”
Genesis 1:25 (NIV)
All winter these trees captivated me. Neighbor and I searched, but this was the best angle.
Feels like the last firewood load this year.
Fog quickly blanketing a hillside in town against the morning chill
Late winter textures at the woodpile
The Mouser family eyeing NewGirl, the latest addition to the ranch. This could take a while.
“[God] directs the snow to fall on the earth and tells the rain to pour down. Then everyone stops working so they can watch his power. The wild animals take cover and stay inside their dens. The stormy wind comes from its chamber, and the driving winds bring the cold. God’s breath sends the ice, freezing wide expanses of water.” Job 37:6-10 (NLT)
Original A Hazy Shade of Winter by Simon and Garfunkel, but the new mix by The Bangles does it justice.
“Winds from the east. Mist comin’ in.
Like somthin’ was brewin’; about to begin.
Can’t put me finger on what lies in store.
But I feel what’s to ‘appen, all ‘appened before!”
– Bert, from Mary Poppins, by P. L. Travers
Cocony joined Captain, Scout and me for our noontime walk today. We breathed deeply, taking in signs of new life springing from last year’s thawing remains; the fresh, 42 degree air feeling like 62 degrees after such extreme cold for so long here. Still mostly gray and brown in the pastures, we all felt exhilarated there too!
Enjoy glimpses of our piece of the world today:
“But blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their hope and confidence. They are like trees planted along a riverbank, with roots that reach deep into the water. Such trees are not bothered by the heat or worried by long months of drought. Their leaves stay green, and they never stop producing fruit.” Jeremiah 17:7-8 (NLT)