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Following the Light 

8 Jun

One of the most fascinating things about living up here… Both through a single afternoon and through the seasons  is following the light as it slants down through the hills, vegitation and trees.  I especially like walking the land in late afternoon.  







A late afternoon spring ramble.  Oh my, it takes some scrambling to keep up with the shifting light on a daily basis!

And now for your viewing pleasure, a seasonal spectrum of the amazing light show we are fortunate to see up here.  Much less scrambling I can assure you









It is such a gift to follow the land and God’s light and grace through the seasons or even a single afternoon!



Another Beautiful day up here on our Mountain

6 Feb

 

Finally some snow up here!  The chickens really appreciated the pathway back to the coop provided by our amazing Farm Help.

Next year’s fire wood slumbering for the fire pit!image

 

The old dog/puppy Zelda (14) dancing, making “snowdog angels” and finding her way back home in her ever graceful self

All of us here at Coyote Crow Farm are really grateful for the land and the warmth and the fire that makes this place home.

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ALL PRESENT AND ACCOUNTED FOR!

7 Jul

As some of you have may have noticed I’ve been working to be more active on my blog lately and I’ve realized I have a bunch of drafts I never finished or posted.  Procrastination is an ongoing issue for many of us…certainly one of mine.  

My southern based and soon to be departing boss remarked to me on Monday “how cruel it was to be posting all these recent photos of snow” as she would be happy to be viewing these scenes from a window up here once she’s retired and doesn’t have to drive in it.  Fair enough Ann…although we did tease you about you wimpy Southerners.



I decided to revisit some of previously non snowy not posted blog posts just for you.   Consider it my going away present!

This is from July of 2015.  The new chicklets ” spring 2015″!




Well it’s been quite an afternoon and I’m so glad i was home today.  I heard the first peal of thunder and immediately raced to check on our beautiful, sweet, slightly deaf, used to be faster and very phobic old girl Zelda.Old photo…Someday I’ll invent a drink called “Zelda on the Rocks” but I digress.  Benadryl is a wonderful anti-anxiety drug for frightened dogs.  It makes her chill and sleep.  I don’t know why she can’t  just enjoy the thunder rolling and bouncing around the hills…it’s an amazing sound but whatever I love her anyway.   Good thing I got to her quick cause a series of short lived T-storms came rumbling by and you have no idea how much damage a freaked Zelda can do while trying to hide (shudder).



 I did manage to get all three dogs out to the pen for business doing in between.  We just got back to the porch before the heavens opened in a deluge.  Both boy dogs and myself REALLY hate getting rained on.  Just before the next storm the hens started shrieking from the meadow.  Uh-oh.                                                              

As some of you might know we’ve had coyotes stop by on a few occasions.  One got a mouthful of tail feathers but Stumpy survived and I managed to pop the coyote in the butt  with a BB gun <grinning widely> to send it loping off into the woods.  One of the Wyandottes managed to escape the coop before Elizabeth was up, into the jaws of a predator…we think coyote.  So much for the early bird!  We followed the trail of feathers to the woods.                                                                                                                             

  

So anyway, this afternoon when the hens started hollering, I ran out to see Stumpy almost to the the porch and a small coyote out in the field making eyes at the other three hens running as only hens can run towards the house. I yelled loud and waved my arms wildly to chase it off to the woods.  I grabbed a BB gun to fire in all directions towards the woods.  But my heart sank as I realized there was no sign of the 15 chicklets.   



I found all of them in the bushes near the house.   All present and accounted for!  Smart kids!  

After the next torrential downpour, me and the 3 farm dogs made the rounds on the outskirts.  Domestic canines left plenty of messages to any wild ones lurking about.  And honestly, (slight sidestep here) there is so much we can learn from our closest companions.  Dogs have few issues regarding body image.  Therapy and farm dog, 13lb Frankie left the most obvious messages.  That boy just cracks me up!                            

It was a wild, weather-wise afternoon with swift moving systems about the hills.  Another clearing arrived later day.  



The big dogs to the pen, youngest canine and I to seek bounty from the land.  Mid July is a wonderous part of the wheel to be living up this mountain.  Thank you to the hands that tended flower and fruit before us!






Seasons of Our Lives: Part 1

27 Dec

LOVE, love our bumpy map…now residing in our music/guest/map room!
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6 months ago, this is where we lived (center of map…Pittsfield) and expected to be for a few more years. We had a 2 to 3 year plan. We had been looking at land in Washington county, NY with an eye to camp and eventually put some sort of structure up.
And 6 months ago, I suggested to my wife to look in the Berkshire Hill towns so we could continue to work where we work and stay closer to family. She pulled some website up (she’s my IT support at home) and the 4th property she looked at…as she put it “OMG, I’ve found our Dream Home!” And so now we live here! (center of map.)

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Sorry Geography Nerd here…

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We caught a small glimpse of Summer, witnessed Autumnal Glory,

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and are heading straight into the teeth of Winter.

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We are looking forward to the changing light on the different parts of our mountainside as the Wheel of the year moves through the seasons. This year of grace to contemplate will help us know what needs to be planted where and how the stars move through our heavens! A year of healing and becoming…for both us and the land.