Autumn
A Change of Season "Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." -William Cullen Bryant If wishes were horses... this beggar would ride. It has been an amazing trek down the unmarked pathway this year so far. I was stressed and somewhat disappointed that I was tossed time wise back into the working world as harshly as I was. Logging hours. Covering about three full time jobs. Balancing work, home, and sheepdogging precariously. It hasn't been bad at all. It has been good. We now have a bit of lease property with a starter flock that we are trying to shape into the consistent animals desired for training/trialing. I have not quite built my "Mecca", however I have acknowledged the resources that already existed in my own backyard. Sandra built a stockyard on our back property that is amazing, for 'working' the sheep. The ranch fields are just a small haul out away. The Horned Toad flats are just a small haul
