From our view, here in a state where seasons are distinct, change again arrives. We begin to ready with some haste, putting up hay, straw & leaves for our goats and putting the farmyard to rest. Yet we understand that we will not know what lies ahead....will this be a difficult winter or a mild winter? Will it provide kind days to our flock, or days where cold, wind & snow offer no respite?
Thus it is...we try to predict and ready, yet know, in the end, there is much beyond our control & we place our faith in what will be & in our strength to persevere. So it is as my mind & heart moves between worries & prayers for storm survivors miles away and for an election just on the horizon. I will offer up HOPE....because in the end, that is always our true north.
