After my last post, I’ve decided to highlight the joy I find in a job that can be very hard physically and emotionally.
Without fail, the sun comes up every morning! And although we desperately need rain, the sunrises on these cool winter mornings lately have been spectacular.
The most intense reds and oranges.
I am the calf rearer. This picture was taken from the spot I feed the bigger calves next to the dairy.
And there has been a planet just above the horizon of a morning. I’m not sure what it is, but when the moon was also there last week it was quite eerie.
I consider myself fortunate I get to witness the renewal dawn brings almost every day.
Especially these cool mornings, when the sun peaks over the horizon, I close my eyes and feel the warmth grow on my face.
Once the sun comes over the hill it rises fast, bringing with it a joyful feeling that today will be a great day.
The odd light frost settles on the flats but quickly melt away.
The calves like to find a sunny spot after their feed.
I feel sorry for those who are still in bed at daybreak. They don’t know not what they miss.