Should We Buy a New ATV?

Reflections on Luke 12:13-21, the Gospel reading for the 8th Sunday of Pentecost.

Almost every day on the farm we are faced with quite consequential decisions. Today it is about our ATV. Most days we use it several times for all sorts of jobs. But now it is squeaky after 17 years of hard use. Now […]

A Brother’s Death and Thoughts of Home

My big brother, Jim, died last week. So I drove, alone, to Louisville for his funeral. Connie and I couldn’t make the arrangements for the care of the animals on the farm with the storms and coyotes and a bitch in heat. And so I drove alone.

My big brother, with a big heart, Jim. […]

Thinking of Death Surrounded by Life

On this sixth day of May, 2019, Connie and I have just come off of hosting a four-day, Gordon Watt-led training clinic for sheepdogs, and leading two days of sheepdog demonstrations at Kline Creek Farm in DuPage County. And like Lilli Von Shtupp in “Blazing Saddles,” let’s face it, we’re pooped.

At my age, and in […]

In Memory of Cap

In Memoriam

Cap ABCA 240965

Born 12/25/2003

Died 7/11/2018

By John Seraphine

As this is being written there is a newly empty kennel at Heatherhope. Our remaining six Border Collies, Bilbo the guard dog, and Connie and I salute our beloved Cap as we pass that empty space and remember the magnificent […]

Good and Faithful Servant

I’m sorry, Frodo, that I am digging your grave before you have died. It is not my wish for you to die. I am not in a hurry. But it is obviously your time. And this will keep me busy. And this, besides just touching you, will be the final and only thing left for […]

A Tribute to Floss

Today I proclaim high praise for Floss, an exceptional Border Collie. A gift from God.

Here is Floss in the winter of 2007. Sad to say she was extremely camera shy, so we have few photos of her. Photo by John

From birth to death Floss was a no-nonsense working dog. If Border Collies are bred […]

Twilight with Mirk

 

Mirk and I laid down in the blessed, cool shade. The realization set in with me that he is indeed nearing the end of his sojourn with us; and because of that, I wept.

Our time together started almost ten years ago when I came to Halterburn in the Scottish Borders to buy Mirk from Bill […]