Â Â Â When I was putting on my coveralls this morning I could hear the wind whistling through our farmstead grove so I knew that it would be chilly. I was pleasantly surprised, though,Â to see when I stepped out the door that it had stopped raining.
Â Â Â Â That was a good thing, not only because I wasn’t looking forward to getting wet, but because the ground is saturated. We have pools of water standing in many spots on the farmstead and the fields surrounding it do, too. It’s been a rainy few weeks and the water table has risen. No water in the basement — yet.
Â Â Â Â Â Â The horses’ corral was a muddy mess this morning so I opened the gate so they can go out into their pasture. The grass is short so I was trying to let it grow, but decided I better forsake the grass to ensure that the horses don’t develop hoof problems. Meanwhile, the pasture was a much drier place to feed them their hay.
Â Â Â Â I was feeling pretty discouraged about the weatherÂ after slogging through all of that mud and water. But then, on my way to the house, the wind blew the clouds out of the way of the moon and there it was,Â round and full. Seeing some light after the past few days of darkÂ brightened my mood.