
With the harvest falling the day after Pino Pie Day, I was overwhelmed with a myriad of chores and things that needed to get done, on top of the usual business of the day. I went to fill the water buckets out in the field, and found them dirty and scummy from the heat. Feeling rushed, I was irritated, one more thing that needed my attention. I had to go back to the barn and get my scrubber so I could clean the buckets, and provide safe and clean water for the animals. So I did. Upon returning, still feeling rushed, I sat and waited while the 15 gallon buckets filled to their quota. This forced me to stop, and as the water was heard streaming into the buckets, I could hear Boone eating nearby. Down below, I saw the sheep in their field. I had time to look at each young ewe and see how they looked in comparison to the adults.
If it hadn't been for that scummy water bucket, I never would have noticed.