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this came in the middle of the night to our FieldHome here. Things are still coming. A lot of horses left today. Maybe half? I listened, well, eaves dropped as a gentleman, dressed in LLBean type style, with a small tidy pony tail, carrying a very small dog talked with one of the formal volunteers about a pig. He studied the pig. No. It was not his pig. His pig was a darker black and her snout was different. So...no.
Looking for your pig.
there was a young boy, maybe 8, moving fast, up and down the row across from us, back and forth and i said...are these your Goats? Yes. and i asked what their names were and they were names of plants and herbs, some trees, as was Aspen, the herd sire. He told me that last year a bear had tried to drag Aspen off but his dad went out with a 2x4 and banged it LOUD on everything and the bear dropped Aspen and although stuff was coming out of him, he lived and got well. he kept going, looking back at me and i followed him. He showed me their sheep and told me names. When we were at the end of that, he just stood there. Quiet. Looking off. After a long silence, he said I had a yellow house in Concow. I said, i'm grace and extended my hand. he took it, said i'm Liam. We stood quiet. he went off to find his dad
this evening, when i was there to do the evening feed, there was a curly haired woman, i think my daughter's age...which would be 40 something, raking out pens. We talked and she said she just came to volunteer for the day. Asked a lot of questions about Goats. When i was done feeding, i began my Walk Through and down the way found her in one of the sheep pens, squatting, a very plain sheeps head in her hand, her mouth close to it's face, talking. I stopped and watched. She said I have never given love to a sheep. I have never known this. I left her. Giving Love. receiving so much more.
the energy shifted today. Since yesterday, they have been putting up tent like structures in anticipation of the rain that might come on wednesday. And the fewer horses. There is some sense of consolidation. Maybe tomorrow i can ask one of the ones i've come to know what they are thinking.
