As day begins...
Faint
sounds stir my mind as sunlight streams through the curtains; day begins. Warmth and comfort feed my desire to stay here, wrapped in
the security of slumber. My husband gives me a nudge for he knows a day
awaits ...a day filled with things that will vie for my attention.
Coaxed from the toasty covers, cold stings my feet as the creaking overhead tells me the farm boy has heard it too:
the calls from the barn as the farm is waking.
Bundled
and wrapped we slosh frigidly to the barn as the hungry noises urge us
on. Near the stalls, familiar scents welcome us: sweet hay mingled
with muck and mire. Feed is measured and poured while hay is thrown into it's
trough...the gentle nuzzles of warm noses tickle our cheeks: a gentle
thank you for the morning meal. Hens cackle and turkeys gobble, the
roosters give their part...their turn now. Wings all a flutter as grain is
poured and their busy scratching begins. The Hadassah will only stop barking once the
farmboy sets her breakfast out.
Leaving
the warmth of the barn we hurry across the wet farmyard to the warmth
of the farm kitchen. The bold scent of coffee draws me to the stove as
the farm boy scatter about to clean up and get ready. Soon the delicious
aroma of warm eggs and toasty waffles lures him to the table where
steaming plates await.
Our
conversation begins with the "need to's" of the day. Discussions vary
from fences that need work to gentle reminders of lessons and garden plans. Our
plates empty with a quietness...chatter slows...with the opening of the Bible, day begins.
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