Lily comes running to greet me this morning, well that's what I want to think she's doing. Truth be told, it is more likely that she is running to get her breakfast. Either way the sight gives me a welcome feeling this morning. The lambs left yesterday and our company, plus a few dogs, pulled out this morning so the place feels quiet and still.
We had a full week of visiting, touring, working dogs, laughing, eating, fencing and some sheep work. To avoid the emptiness that wanted to bubble up to the surface today, I busied myself with moving sheep panels, walking dogs, taking photos and making a trip to town to purchase a couple old dogs books I put on hold at a antique and relics shop. That hit the spot.
I knew I needed to write but could not sit still long enough today, and even now, late into the evening you can probably tell by this writing that I am making a concentrated effort. I'm ready to put my feet up and sleep now though, and overlook that I feel the honest ache that happens after great company and good times have come and gone.