I do wish that farming always looked like this picture of Richie having a nice nap on a haylage bale in the sunshine. Quite frankly...right now it looks more like using every ounce of your strength to stuff the insides of a prolapsed ewe back where they belong multiple times a day. (You're so glad I mentioned this grueling detail, aye?)
But every time things get difficult around here, I just remember that this is the "normal" life we so longed for last year during 500 hrs of chemo, surgery, and recovery in Seattle!
God is good, all the time!
Gotta love the mud ;-)
Cow feedin' time!
Richie visiting with the cows