Friday, April 27, 2012

Amish Adoration

I'm still here.  

Although I feel 1000 miles away at times...


Like I don't quite fit in.

These feelings are intensified when I visit Amish country, 
which I did twice in the last week.

Upon arriving in their midst, I feel immediately "at home"...

This last trip was very special in that I was recognized by a young Amish boy, 
who was driving a buggy with a flashy, black horse who was anxious to get to his destination.  
The boy, "A", pulled the buggy over, delighted to see me.  

And me, him.

I also got to meet many of his family, 
including his mother, 
who emerged from the back of the buggy holding a youngster in her slight arms.  

Of the 11 children in their family, 
I saw many smiling faces that early morning peering from the buggy.  

That
and watching twin lambs emerge into the world as the sun warmed up the Amish countryside, 
made my day.  


Upon returning home, I question why it is such a transition.

For we live very rustic.  

In many ways, we live more rustic than the Amish.

One Amish woman shook her head in disbelief when I explained I didn't have an oven large enough for a turkey, last fall before Thanksgiving.  

The tug is great...and keeps me grounded until the next visit, 
which will be soon, 
as we will be getting feeder pigs from the Amish in late May.


And once again, I'll be sporting a huge grin.

Until next time folks.  
God willing.  

To HIM be the Glory!

Sherry

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Amish Bound - Spring Trip

Adventure awaits, as I travel this week to my favorite communities.


Stay tuned dear friends.

Until next time, God willing.

Sherry

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Let's Go Home

Every morning, when I run the sled dogs with the ATV, I give commands.



Gee.  
(right...)

Haw.
(left...)

On bye...
(aka IGNORE)
(especially when our free-ranging rabbits run in front of the team...)


But my favorite command of all...

is...

Let's go home.


I can't help but get a big smile on my face, thinking about when I will go home.



Home to my Heavenly Father, and see the face of Jesus.

"In my Father's house are many rooms.  
If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?"

John 14:2

Until next time, dear friends, God willing.

Sherry




Saturday, April 7, 2012

Split Passion (Horses and Sled Dogs)

This spring, things are different.


Russ and I are both on fire about training.

Him...horses.

His passion.


We toyed with getting down to one horse, which was a painful discussion.

Our reason was, Russ is the only one that rides.  
Why have two?

But now, the reason is clear.


Our Mustang, Nauish (Now-eesh), belongs here.



He's an awesome horse.  No bad habits.  
Trained (Parelli) by excellent local horse trainers,
sisters, Staci and Mandy, who have trained Mustangs their entire lives.

And, most of all, we love him dearly.


To celebrate our decision to pull ads and commit to a lifetime of Nauish, 
hubby Russ built two hitchin' posts and saddle stands.


They will come in handy as Russ plans for his 30-day trip by horseback this summer.
A trip with him riding Raz, and ponying Nauish. 
Or vice versa.


Joined by our good farm friends, 
who have always made our place a stop on their rides in previous summers.



What an adventure that will be...for them.


And for me...left behind.

For I have a new excitement too.

I'm training lead dogs daily.


I have never been so excited to see a group of youngsters step up into their new roles.

Especially Malakai, who is doing amazing in lead.


And Skunky Monkey...


As long as the temps hold, 
and remain cool enough, 
we're making it a part of our morning chores.


The oldsters, Windows (pictured below) and Star...(pictured above), in lead.


...teaching the youngsters.

As it should be.  

Until next time folks, God willing.  


And have a blessed Easter, for our Redeemer lives!!

Sherry


Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Spring Leader Training - Sled Dog Style

Guess who ran lead today?




Malakai...

What an adventure he has before him.

Stay tuned...




Until next time, dear friends, God willing.

Sherry