In my farm visioning a few years ago, I saw white sheep in a green field. When I found myself back at my beloved farm, the sheep in my green fields were mostly black. I love my black sheep and never gave the white sheep another thought. But visions are powerful and here are eight white sheep. Their mothers, 29 beautiful pink eared snowy WHITE East-Friesien-Rideau Arcott cross dairy ewes will be arriving this autumn as I prepare to take on my new life as a cheesemaker. (Blessed are the cheesemakers...according to John Cleese).
Sometimes I feel that the important parts of our lives are all set out for us, waiting only for our agreement.
