Being gone five days a week hurts.
I guess I should have known.
When my sons were babies, I couldn’t leave them either.
Praise God I had the courage to swim against the current and stay home to raise them, when they needed me most.
Sometimes, I catch Rustic Russ without him knowing it, and capture the bliss that comes with connecting with animals.
Farming with animals is so “hands on”.
You must have a desire to connect and know your animals.
No one knows your animals better than you.
I will be patient, and wait for the day I can be “hands on” with our animals.
Until then, I’m blessed to hear the little nuances each animal created in my absence.
And know they are fortunate to have a shepherd such as Rustic Russ looking over them each day.
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,