The horses are no longer here. The sheep will be gone by the end of the week. Gone, to good homes. We can no longer take care of them.
It's a huge admission to make. The Hermit was always more the animal caregiver than I was. I do not have the will, nor the energy and time, to take over bringing water and hay and feed across the creek, not to mention to the small pasture on this side of the creek. The sheep are easier, but the effort we put into caring for them is still too much at this point. We need to get down to the basics, and build from there as we are ready. Which is maybe what we should have done from the start. I think we got into too many animals too soon, and it distracted from our main goals.
I asked The Hermit about the horses tonight, and he didn't even want to talk about it. The horses were his thing. I respect that.
We still have chickens and geese and rabbits and dogs and cats. That is more than enough.
I am relieved.