To me happiness is mostly about my family, but they are hard to get together in a bunch for a photo.
So happiness is also:
Frogs, (last one of the season I promise). They die if they try to winter over in the garden pond, so when it starts getting cold we take them out and move them to other wet and watery places...however two of them are being very stubborn. This one was taken to the creek over by the cow barn a couple weeks ago, yesterday he was back. He is so determined. I mean just look at that chin! And there is another one that keeps ducking under whenever I walk near the pond....they just don't know what is good for them I guess.
And hearts on cows. I love hearts on cows, and it turns out both of Liz's aged cows, Mandy, the Holstein, and Heather the Jersey, have hearts on their shoulders.
(I also am made very, very happy by my SWD Valiant heifer, Bastille, but I could not get a decent photo of her no matter how I tried.)
And here....I am happy here. There is no "bloom where you're planted" about it. I love my home. I love the valley. The fields, especially when there are heifers grazing across them. I love the nights and the days and the sky and the land...happiness is being lucky enough to live some place that fits so well.
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