Lenore And Red: In The Cornfield, Bedlam Farm
Red’s Dilemma: A Flock Divided
There is nothing a border collie hates more than a flock of sheep divided. The sheep were having their morning hay feed when Zelda decided to branch off and go into the barn, Red moved up from his lie-down position and here is where border collies get to make decisions. Does he move the bulk of the sheep over to Zelda or does he figure out a way to get Zelda back with the flock. He and Zelda got into a stare-down, she wasn't moving, he wasn't yielding.
I decided to help him out, I gave a "come-bye" (go clockwise) command and he pushed Zelda out of the barn and right to the feeder. Then, satisfied, he lay down again. Working dogs get to make decisions almost every day of their lives, that's what they get smarter and more intuitive. Few dogs in America get to make decisions any longer, they are rarely off leash outside and kept away from most people and other dogs.
I have seen Red change from day-to-day, his management of our sheep is outstanding, he is calm, firm, appropriate. He has never harmed a sheep or backed down from one.
Red At Bedlam Farm
Red and I went to the first Bedlam Farm this morning with my friend Jack Macmillan, we are trying to fix a broken door latch. It was a cold day, a beautiful day. It is getting easier to go to the farm, not so painful, I am always struck by the beauty and comfort and character of the place. Our realtor said she cannot understand why it has not sold, perhaps, she said, it doesn't want me to leave. Perhaps, I said, the market isn't back yet. I am a rationalist about these things, I don't think we need any more statues or shrines or conversations with the property.
People from all over the country have driven by just to see it, many still do. How remarkable that a place has so much magic, even if no one has come forward to claim it.
I have left Bedlam Farm behind in most ways. I love it and am proud of what i did to restore it, but times have changed so much, and I know I can't afford to keep it any longer, I can't really manage two properties and two mortgages. Fortunately, I have a bank that one can speak to and we are talking about it in a respectful and cordial way. It is not easy, it is not painless, but it is necessary. I loved seeing Red between the two gargoyles that we have decided to leave there, they are not part of the place, part of the spirit of it. Red came to me here at the farm, he is at home there. Such a beautiful place, such a creative place.
I wish it happiness and peace.
Red On The Bedlam Farm Garden Wall
Took this photo of Red on the garden wall at the first Bedlam Farm this morning, I thought it captured his reflective side.
The Winter Pasture: Red On The Run
This morning, the arrival of the winter pasture. Red loves to run, and he especially loves to run in winter and through the snow. Always a beautiful and inspiring thing to see, a dog living the life a dog was meant to live. A person growing and learning from him and his example.