The Little Lamb
CHRISTINA, a poor little girl of about ten years, was in the woods gathering strawberries. It was a very hot afternoon; and in the open, sunny part of the wood, where there was not a breath of air, the heat was very great. Her light straw bonnet scarcely protected her from the burning rays of the sun.
The clear drops stood upon her forehead, and her cheeks glowed like fire; still she con-tinued diligently to gather the strawberries, without ever looking up. "For," said she, cheerfully, as she wiped her forehead with her handkerchief, "they are for my poor, sick mother. The money for which I shall sell my berries, will procure some little things to do her good, I will buy her some nice tea and an orange,"
Towards evening, with her basket full of strawberries, she went through the woods back home. It began to grow very dark. The drops of rain fell faster and faster, and the heavy peals of thunder resounded in the distance. As she came out of the woods a tempest arose, the rain beat furiously against her, and black clouds arose in the fiery evening sky, towering over one another like mountains.
Christina knew that the lightning most frequently strikes the highest trees, and there-fore she sought shelter at a distance from them, beneath some hazel-bushes; and here she stood waiting until the storm should pass away. But suddenly she heard among the bushes close at hand, a mournful cry, almost like that of a little child.
The storm and rain and thunder and lightning did not prevent this good little girl from going to see what it was. She went, and lo! there was a tender little lamb, all dripping with rain and shivering in the storm, "Ah, you poor little creature!" said Christina; "you must not perish—come, I will take you home with me."
And she took the lamb carefully in her arms, and as soon as the rain ceased, she hur-ried home with it to her little cottage. "Oh, dear mother!" said she, as soon as she entered their clean, tidy little room, "look what I have found! Look what a beautiful little sheep! Oh, how lucky I was ! What care I shall take of it. It shall be my only pleasure."
"Child," said the sick mother, raising herself up in bed, and supporting her head on her hand, "in your joy you forget that this lamb must have an owner. It has only strayed away, and, therefore, we must give it back again. It probably belongs to the rich farmer over the hill. It is not right to keep other people's property a single night in the house. So you had better carry it home tonight."
"What nonsense!" cried a rough voice through the open window. "It is folly to be so particular!" The man who said this was a mason, who, while outside repairing the wall of their cottage, had overheard their conversation. The mother and daughter looked at him in alarm; but he continued: "Why do you make such strange faces?” I only speak for your good. We will cut up the lamb and divide it.
" We shall have a couple of little roasting pieces from the flesh, and the skin, too, is worth something. The rich farmer has more than a hundred fine large sheep; and, doubtless, he will never feel the loss of this poor little thing. So I will kill it immediately. And you need not be afraid. No one sees us, and you may trust me; I can be as silent," said he, flinging a trowel full of mortar on the wall—" as silent as a wall."
Christina was shocked at what the mason said. The thought how wicked it would be to keep the lamb, now became clear to her. " You are wrong," said she to the mason. " Though no man sees us, yet God does ! But you, dearest mother, are right—and I only wonder that what you said did not occur to myself. Gladly, in-deed," continued she, while the tears started into her eyes, "gladly would I have kept the little lamb! Yet we ought to be willing to obey our good God."
She wrapped the lamb in her apron, and went with it towards the farmer's, though the rain had not yet quite ceased, and the sun had almost set.
To be continued next week....
From the Metropolitan Second Reader 1883
Our little farm was recently nominated for the Liebster Award by Mary of Boots & Hooves Homestead. Mary is a fellow homestead blogger and we have really enjoyed following her and getting to know Boots & Hooves Homestead Blog over on Instagram. Its aways fun to "swap" pictures of farm animals and gardens and learn what other's out there are doing and how they manage their farm. While we work at being more self sufficient the honest truth is that we need other's help to figure out how to live off the land too. Boots & Hooves Homesteading Blog is another blog focused on sharing their journey into homesteading and we hope that you will hop on over there and take a gander at their wonderful blog.
What is the Liebster Award?
Liebster is a German word for nicest, kindest, loved, sweetest, endearing. This award is passed through the blogging community to help new bloggers to be found. It is given by bloggers to other bloggers.
Getting to know us Down on the Farm
Boots and Hooves Homestead provided with a list of questions to answer in acceptance of their nomination of the Liebster Award. Its time to get to know your farmers, down on the farm!
1.) What are your homestead goals for this year?
2016 brings our homesteading focus to our little farm store and our herbal goods. We are taking it up to the next level by joining the local farmer's market every other Saturday this summer as a test ground and hope to further expand next year. We would also like to continue to add herbs/plants to our farm that may be used in our loose leaf teas and herbal salves.
2.)How did your homestead journey begin?
Well about 15 years years ago this city gal met a boy who grew up in Montana and that is that :) lol We started gardening in a city drain ditch that was the size of a small city lot with green beans, strawberries and tomatoes and one current plant. Then bought 3 acres that we couldn't afford and planted 3 tomatoes plants in our big field that died. God enlightened us to the downfalls of living on debt and so we began our debt free journey and garden boxes in town in a small duplex. We have been blessed beyond measure to now be on 2 acres with a large green house and continue to use the land God gave us to the best we can.
3.) What brings the biggest joy to your day?
A sweet baby girl, the wonderful open air, often cloudy skies, warm fire in the wood stove and the wonderful growing plants in our green house, topped off with a cup of herbal Farmer's Wife Tea <3
4.) Where is your favorite place traveled to?
I can only pick one? I would have to say Rome, for every Catholic that is truly home. Then Bulgaria and Russia because that is where my other loves are from.
5.) When you have writer's block, how do you overcome it?
Tea. Kidding, I read other blogs and make a list of the things I'd like to write about and an outline that I'd like to cover.
6.) What is your greatest accomplishment thus far?
Growing green things, that stay alive OUTSIDE - no success inside so far ;)
7.) If you could have three dinner guests over, who would they be and why?
My grandparents and my husband's grandparents (I know that is more than three). Because that generation has so much that they can teach us about the simple life and the Faith that was during that time. Some of the grandparents I have never met, some I just miss dearly!
8.) Name three of your favorite hobbies.
Reading old Catholic books, gardening and graphic design.
9.) Name your favorite book (since we don't watch movies or have a tv for that matter!)
Another hard one, The Liturgical Year by Dom Guranger.
10.) If you could travel to any place and era, where would they be and why?
If I could travel to any place I'd go back to Rome and tour Italy to see where the Saints walked and lived, visit the Churches and shrines and because Europe is just beautiful. Era? God placed us all in the era that we belong and will best suit our path to heaven so I think I'll just stay put :)
Our Favorite Blog
One of the rules for the Liebster Award is to write about your favorite blog. I'd have to say that our favorite homesteading blog is The Prairie Homestead. Jill, at the Prairie homestead, sort of portrays what we hope to bring to our blog in her "Return to your Roots" theme. She is a blogger from Wyoming and so she is growing food near that soil that my husband grew up on in Montana, which I think is pretty impressive coming from the Willamette Valley which will pretty much grow anything. Her web design is impressive to me and she is super organized. I also love her down to earth simple style, Jill also has wonderful farm recipes and great tips on things like money all of which relate to the homesteading life. Which is highly important because not all money tips apply to farm life and neither to all recipes when one is trying to live off the land with what they have. The Prairie Homestead also has great photos. I also love that she started out small as the rest of us Liebster Award winners and turned her blog into a full time income for their family. They are living the life the want, on a homestead, giving their children a wonderful farm life out in the middle of no where and are showing how it can also be done by the rest of us. I hope some day to be able to take her wonderful Blogger Blueprint class and learn how she makes her blog as fantastic as it is!
10 Random Facts
Another part to the acceptance of the Liebster Award is to list 10 random facts about ourselves, so for your entertainment and without further ado....
1.) Our four children are adopted.
2.) I kill all house plants.
3.) My favorite color is purple.
4.) All of our animals on the farm, except the chickens, were given to us (we adopt more than little people!)
5.) We have two sons adopted from Eastern Russia.
6.) We have a daughter adopted from Bulgaria.
7.) We have a daughter adopted from Oregon.
8.) Only one of our children came to our home as an infant.
9.) We homeschool.
10.) Intensely dark chocolate is my favorite.
5 more blog award winners....
Blue Barnyard A lovely little site focused on bringing fresh well grown food to local families and sharing their little farm along the way. We really have enjoyed following this farm on Instagram.
Reliant Farm, LLC As their page says, no one is truly self-sufficient and we really do need each other to help. This site is another market gardner who looks to have some great recipes on their site and another fun farm for us to follow on Instagram.
The Yodel Dog Homestead Another great homesteading blog, I just love their design and layout and really have enjoyed their Instagram account (see a theme here?). They are just 19 days away from moving to their off grid homestead and starting to "live small while living large."
The Ozark Poppy Another lovely blog layout... I think the designer in me came out when picking farm blogs. Easy to follow with great DIY''s. Nicole is also from the Western US and moved to a rural area.
Homesteading in Oregon A local blog that has their own homesteading store. They also make and sell some super looking clothes drying racks! They homeschool and have adopted... seems up my alley :)
Back in 2011 the rules were a simple case of acknowledgement of the nominator and to nominate 5 more. Now in 2016 it is a little more involved!
If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award AND YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT, write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:
A blessed Friday to you all! We are starting a new 'season' here at St. Fiacre's Farm with a Friday blog series for our young farmer readers. Each week we will feature a lovely, oldie but goodie, story about farm life, the great outdoors, animals or the like. Along with this story we hope to add a free downloadable activity sheet to go along with the story. Jjoin us every week to see what is new. For Pope Pius XII says, "The farm is the ideal nursery for the family", and we hope that family young and old (er) will benefit from our little homesteading journey. Without further ado....
THE FOUR SEASONS
“I WISH it were always winter!” said Ernest, who had returned from a sleigh-ride, and was making a man out of snow. His father desired him to write down this wish in his notebook; and he did so.
The winter passed away, and the spring came. Ernest stood with his father by the side of a bed of flowers, and gazed with delight upon hyacinths, the violets, and the lilies of the valley. “These are the gifts of spring,” said his father; “but they will soon fade and disappear.” “Ah!” said Ernest, “I wish it were always spring!” “Write that down in my book,” said his father; and Ernest did so.
The spring passed away, and summer came Ernest went with his parents, and some of his playmates, into the country, and spent the day there. Everywhere the meadows were green and decked with flowers, and in the pastures the young lambs were sporting around their mothers.
They had cherries to eat, and passed a very happy day. As they were going home, the father said, "Has not the summer its pleasures too, my son?" "Oh, yes," said Ernest; "I wish it were always summer!" And this wish Ernest wrote down in his father's book.
At last autumn came. Ernest again went with his parents into the country. It was not so warm as in the summer, but the air was mild and the heavens were clear. The grape-vines were heavy with purple clusters; melons lay upon the ground in the gardens; and in the orchards the boughs were loaded with ripe fruit.
"This fine season will soon be over," said the father, "and winter will be upon us." "Ah!" said Ernest, "I wish it would stay, and always be autumn!"
"Do you really wish so?" said his father. "I do, indeed," replied Ernest. "But," contin-ued his father, taking at the same time his note-book out of his pocket, "see what is writ-ten here."
Ernest looked and saw it written down, "I wish it were always winter." "Now turn over another leaf," said his father, " and what do you find written there ?" " I wish it were al-ways spring." "And farther on, what is written?" "I wish it were always summer."
"And in whose hand-writing are these words?" "They are in mine," said Ernest. "And what is now your wish?" "That it should always be autumn." " That is strange," said his father. "In winter, you wished it might always be winter; in spring, you wished it might always be spring and so of summer and of autumn. Now, what do yon think of all this?"
Ernest, after thinking a moment replied, "I suppose that all seasons are good.'' "That is true, my son: they are all rich in blessings, and God, who sends them to you, knows far better than we what is good for us. Had the "wish you expressed last winter been granted, we should have had no spring, :no summer, no autumn.
"You would have had the earth always covered with snow, so that you might have had sleigh-rides and made snow-men. How many pleasures would you have lost in that event! It is well for us that we cannot have all things as we wish, but that God sends us what seems good to him." - The Metropolitan Second Reader Published in 1883 ~*~ By A Member of the Order of the Holy Cross
My name is CeAnne, wife to my Farmer and mama to 4 adopted kiddos. I help farm lov'n mama's (and grandmas) turn common herbs into powerful medicines without being overwhelmed. Here you will find all sorts of nourishing goodness on natural medicine, herb gardening and wholesome real foods. Read more about our farm HERE.