Moose River Farm Blog

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Dream in Shades of Summer

Good Morning,

The endless winter of 2014 is preventing the warm temperatures necessary for spring to burst out of the ground. Its bitter cold grip is inflicting a sense of starvation upon me. How I crave a glimpse of green grass, a crawling insect, or any other mere morsel of life in the Adirondacks on its way to vernal abundance. Until then I can only escape the present by closing my eyes and indulging my senses with what I hunger for the most.


Dream in Shades of Summer

I dream in shades of summer
Through the long gelid winter night
Of green and sun-kissed places
Teeming in life under solar bright


I dream in sounds of summer
Where birds sing a chorus of renew
Leaves chime in gentle breezes
Peepers chirp desire for a mate to run into
 
I dream in scents of summer
Green hay filling up the barn
Earthy loam, milkweed sweet
And ozone before a thunderstorm


I dream in textures of summer
Working the stiff brush I clutch
To reveal the sleek smooth coat
Of every animal I touch


I dream in flavors of summer
Vanilla ice-cream, fruit cobbler and Barbecue
Only allow such rich indulgences
When the body has much work to do


I dream of all things summer
Through bitter nights that never end
While asleep I climb up on my horse
And hit the breezy trail again

We escape the sticky heat and bugs
Follow the meandering Moose River
Visit all our favorite woodsy sites
Now buried beneath a brutal winter

And when the night is over 
The sun creeps towards the dawn
A cold hard jolt of reality 
Shoves me back where I belong


To live through yet another day 
Frozen to my very core
Until I lay me down to sleep, close my eyes and return once more...


To dream in shades of summer
Through the long gelid winter night
Of green and sun-kissed places
Teeming in life under solar bright








Ah, yes.....Summer!

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Read aloud from Finding My Way to Moose River Farm

            Good Afternoon,
        The technology of communication offers so many different applications.  Today I am trying my hand, (or voice), at an audio excerpt from Finding My Way to Moose River Farm.  As Rod, the animals and I approach our 10th anniversary here on the farm, it seems only fitting that the first audio recording take place on the first morning of chores in my new barn.  Enjoy!



Home Sweet Home!

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Seeing-Eye Donkeys

     Good Afternoon,
     Although March arrived today on the calendar, winter weather is expected to prevail into next week.  Trying to remain optimistic about a warm-up in the air and in my attitude, I constantly search for signs of hope around the farm.  Lately, I haven't had to look far passed the wooden fence outside my back door.  
     Failing eyesight has forced our 29 year old gelding, Sandi, (Just A School Horse), to adapt to a world gone dark.  Watching him learn to compensate is an inspiration to me.  Failure to accept this change in his life is simply not an option.  Therefore, he has had to rely on guidance from our two young donkeys, Bing and Frankie, (Whinnies of Change), to show him the way.  
     Lately, it has become evident that the donkeys are even more aware of their role in Sandi's life.  Both Rod and I watch in awe as this relationship develops out of adversity.  Although it may be different for each of us struggling to survive an endless winter, there is a lesson to be learned from the following video.  Enjoy!
Film Crew; Frankie and Rod Phinney 
Dedicated to the memory of Sherry Grimm a fellow animal lover.