I guess you could assume that I live among the cows and sheep. They do live up the hill, but there are so many more wonderful places where other creatures live and I am going to visit them soon.
The Hancock Quaker Village is about half an hour from me. I can see the Round House, where they meet for prayer. I can see the amazing furniture that they still make, the same way they have always made it.
I can see the quilts that might cost a pretty penny but look at them ! they are priceless. Made by hand, the same way they have always made them. Works of art, really.
They raise their own animals, they shear the sheep for wool and for our enjoyment too, I think.
and there are artists who record it all in paintings for their museum.
I am headed over there this week. When I am sure there is no ice on the road, going there is a bit of a little mountain climb from my house. While I am getting used to doing things alone and on my own, getting stuck in snow or ice in mountains is not on my list of Things To Do.