I have not been very happy lately. But I enjoy looking at the colors in my little wildflower patch out front. They are so cheerful and unkempt.
I peeked at the FB page of the farm we interned on last year, and saw that their cover photo was of the store front on the farm, including the sign I painted and the planter boxes Spencer made, still in use. That was sort of satisfying. Didn’t quite make me happy, but it came close. This is how looked last year, minus the sign:
And this afternoon I babysat two little piglets for my neighbor. They need to be bottle fed every couple hours and kept warm. They had snuck out of the farrowing paddock and all the way across the other pastures and were in need of some extra TLC when our neighbor found them in with some of the bigger pigs. It was fun having them here (so far we have had baby chickens, baby goats, and now baby pigs stay in our mudroom), but even more fun giving them back to our neighbor when she got back from her errands, knowing that I would not have to wake up repeatedly in the wee hours of the morning to feed these tiny creatures.
Instead I will wake up in the wee hours of the early morning to feed this (not so tiny) creature:
And that makes me happy too.