Okay. You explain this photo. I think the hay I bought is haunted. It could be the whole eery moon thing. H helped me load and unload 80 more bales so I now have 100. Sigh of relief. My arms, they are aching today, and I ended up with a weird bruise circling my wrist….
Opening up to life Planting seeds It ain’t pretty yet But it will be!
A short post to say that I’m back from New York. I have a large number of photos to weed through and edit. I just thought I’d give you a taste with one photo above, which was taken in the stairwell of my son’s apartment. I didn’t exactly do the typical New York tour. The…
Oh my, I haven’t posted for a couple weeks, so there’s a lot of catching up to do. I’m not even sure where I left off in my last post, I suppose I could look back with this all seeing eye… Naw, I’ll just start off by saying that I have a post today on…
Building Suspense Rolled snail-lishly Or perhaps protectively Taking the fetal position Waiting for just The right moment To pop p.s. For those who have asked about Luke, I rode him today and he was awesome! Lazy yes. But awesome. Not a cough or even a snort. And one of the boarders told me Luke raced with…
“Forgive the dead year. Forgive yourself. What will be wants To push through your fingers.” ~ Marge Piercy, “The head of the year” Forgive yourself… Isn’t [s]he the hardest person to forgive of all? I’m still waiting for her to make amends The future is not ours to see or to make or to bend…
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I love the poem Maery…and the look on the chicks face is adorable, a cutie.
Oh the chick are so cute 🙂
You are a poet my friend. I love the fluffy little peepers!!! Cute!
God bless ya sweetie!!! :o)