I took my first pasture walk since early summer this morning. During the busyness of the growing season with the early morning time needed for garden watering, weeding, and just generally getting outside things done before it gets too hot, there just wasn’t much time left for pasture walks. I’ve missed them and was happy to walk the pasture on this cold crisp morning.
The fading almost-full moon was just visible over the big ponderosas to the east as I headed across the pasture and down the hill…
I loved how the barn looked with the sky just starting to lighten behind it.
I surprised some deer who were still bedded down, they didn’t hang around long…
I checked on the “waddle” fence I built last spring to use up some of the branches that had been left down there over the years. (This is the furthest corner of the property, and often gets used to dump branches that have fallen.)
I always feel a little sad when the pasture grasses start to die in the fall, but there is beauty in the dried, golden grass too.
I finished my walk at the chicken coop where I peeked in and found Sadie awake (ever the queen of the coop, protector of the flock) with Shirley… still asleep with her head tucked under her wing… beside her. It took just a moment for Shirley to wake up too, and I fed them and scattered their scratch and headed inside to start my day.