Early November is showing us the colder side of autumn. Leaves have fallen or turned to brown, animals grow thicker coats and visitors to the farm are wearing puffy jackets and warm hats.
We are still here, offering sessions until the snow flies.

​And a few new mask ...

Quilo's Time         by Isidora Spielmann

Only Lassie prepared for your arrival.
Slowly, methodically, calmly she grazed.
Every day inside her you grew,
nourished by her body and mind.

You arrived on the coldest day that winter,
a spark of joy and light for those around you.
You rose with the North Wind under you knobbly knees
and you became a prince.

Cherished and adored you grew into a friendly youngster,
always ready to run and play.
Sometimes perhaps a tad annoying,
requiring a bit of a kick or a bite to keep you in line.

Now, finally almost at your full size,
you eagerly await the time to be allowed to work.
Feeling deeply into the human condition,
you will be a considerate and kind therapist.

May your youthful joy continue to shine on!