The semester before Mark and I got married, I lived here, on the hill where the wind blows HARD and where the tumbleweeds stick, like glue, to the fences.
I lived with Nancy, who is one of the hardest working women that I know. And she LOVES her sheep. And believing that "you can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the boy" we wanted to share a bit of the farm with Wyatt on Sunday. We want him to love the outdoors, and animals, and hard work. So we went to visit the lambs.
And even Boone got a little action!
And it was wonderful!
Because fresh air and farm animals are good for ALL of us!
This is Cricket...seriously - isn't she the cutest thing?
The day was also filled with funny memories. When Mark would help me feed (when I lived here), the Llama did NOT like him. Apparently Llama still remembers Mark. It might be mutual.
Llama needs braces!
But we pray that Wyatt will love agriculture as we do, and that he learns to respect this industry. And we are committed to providing all we can, even now, in hopes that he will not learn to fear livestock and animals; that he learns to love the hard work and satisfaction of the industry. And we pray! And pray! And pray!
Oh for the fresh air and farm animals each day!
