The Blessing of Rain

We so badly needed rain, and rain it has. It has gladdened and refreshed the earth. Bringing forth new life from the sleeping soil. It has grown cold once again reminding me that winter is not officially over yet. The wood stove has been set to work warming the house and chasing away the chill from my bones. The smoke from the chimney, pushed down towards the ground as the cold wind blows and chases it downward.

Goats stand at the barn door, staying far from the wetness. Warm milk steams in the cold morning air as it fills the bucket. Harry follows me closely, as if he thinks I know how to stay away from the rain drops and staying close to me will keep him dry too.

A rose bush trimmed provided an interesting design for one of the photos, rose wood !