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Morning Farm Girl

October 29, 2011

There is a silence when it snows. A kind of muffling of the rest of the world, as if the little snow globe that you are in the middle of is the only universe in existence. During our year in Wyoming, we at first thought we feared the snow. What would snow be like coming from the Rocky Mountains? We were tame Eastcoasters who hadn’t experienced the Wild of the West. We were told immediately upon moving into our little 2nd floor apartment in an old house that double as a hospital for some years that it would snow from Halloween until May. And if we were lucky, June. Well, there’s no kidding around in the West, only straight shootin’. It did in fact snow on Halloween in 2005 in Laramie, and by golly, our biggest snow storm that left us all without power for days and delivered us up to our neighbors in blankets to thaw in front of their fireplace was in June. Albeit early June, but still, the 6th month of the year. The month that summer begins in.

Well, today in the Shenandoah Valley, we have seen the likes of Laramie. But this time, unlike the quiet snow globe of the Rocky Mountain flakes, it’s the wet and dense snow that sits heavy on you like a wool comforter (have you ever actually slept under a wool comforter? those things weigh so much they make me dream I am being crushed like an ant in the pages of a book…). And this morning, at 6:30, Jason happily swings open the door to a dark world of white wonder. Since I have been working from home, I have been joining Jason in the mornings and evenings for work on the farm. Although I can’t catch a portrait of the two of us together in our coveralls, as they’re called, and our muckers, I can give you a taste of our mornings together…

6:30 am, the first dusting of snow...

Looking for Hay in the early morn

Jason feeding hay from the tractor


Wile watching the cows from afar, not to disturb the protective mothers

A mamma cow who has been down in the field for over a week. Jason finally got her into the barn with her calf, who we have been bottle feeding twice daily

Llamas coming into the barn to eat

Cocoa and Sir J. covered in snow, munching on grain

Chickens hesitating to step out into the great white wonder

8:30am, looking out from the chicken house

2 Comments leave one →
  1. carly permalink
    October 29, 2011 8:38 pm


  2. October 30, 2011 10:16 am

    Can’t wait for a wintery visit!

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