|Have binoculars, will travel|
He is Basque. It is that simple.
Second reason for celebration? The milking season is over and the sheep and other livestock have moved on to high pasture... where they are under order to procreate, big style. And we have more free time…to garden and fertilize and harvest and can…AND picnic. To spend a Sunday afternoon wandering.
And third reason for celebration: our good fortune in getting to go to my daughter’s wedding in October! It will be the FIRST time the Sheepfarmer gets on an airplane. AND we will be hitting my 35th high school reunion to boot, all this in beautiful California…it has been too long. The visit will be short, but I have been promised another one in a couple of years…and in the meantime,
I will get to do some grandbaby snuggling.
Up there in those mountains with the cleanest and thinnest of air, it was as if ALL our prayers had been answered; we stood mesmerized...all those cowbells, sheepbells and horsebells, in all shapes, sizes and tones
You could swear all the catherdrals of ALL the heavens had pulled on ALL their bell ropes ALL at the same time, all day long.
It was just so beautiful…we have been blessed.