Funny how the years are starting to completely blend together. Every season has its own rush of things that must get done.
All summer it’s haying, weeding, and endlessly watering animals. In fall we’ve gotta get animals harvested, firewood moved, and everything ready for plowing. There’s a rush in winter from storm to storm with clean up, logging, and keeping waterers de-iced. Soon sugaring season is roaring and each day is a rhythm of barn chores and buckets to be emptied, only to have it time for evening chores.
It just goes on like this. There’s births, deaths, health issues, accidents, and a few memorable moments too, but without these kind of pictures I forget how fast it’s all going.
