As soon as I went outside to feed the animals, I knew it was going to be a special morning. The light was gorgeous. The leaves were starting to fall in earnest from the big elm that shades the barnyard and the goats were already out and strolling around, licking up the leaves one by one. Tia and Junie B. were snoozing in the shed, but hopped up and watched as I opened the coop doors.
Then I heard the cows. I saw The Farmer drive past with three big cattle trailers last week. One was full of cows, and I assumed he was picking up more from the field behind our house. But I guess he dropped some off because the herd had almost doubled and the newcomers were moo-ing all up and down the field. “Where are we? Which way should we go?” was answered by “Over here!”
They moved down toward us, and a few new ones stuck their noses close to the fence, curious about the weird short cow (Doink) and the ones with the long necks (Tia and Junie B.)
It was cold enough enough to need a jacket, but not so cold that I wanted to hurry through chores and get back in the house to warm up. That time is coming soon, I know. So I really appreciated the time to linger and watch all the animals greet the morning.
A little later I let Brandy, Jessie and Sambuca into the back yard. I was hoping they would immediately start hoovering up the leaves on the grass. As usual, they had minds of their own. They mostly ignored the leaves and chomped on the bushes instead.
Everyone was enjoying the beautiful fall day. Most of the chickens are still going though some stage of molting. They scratch and peck less, rest more. They love sitting in the shade by the fence, quietly and patiently waiting for their feathers to grow back.
We’ve got snow and freezing temps in the forecast for later this week. I will take care of everyone in the cold morning, for the first time this season break the ice in the water bowls and rush head back inside to warm up. And I will remember this day fondly, this gift of beautiful fall morning.