Friday night and I have put the dog outside for a little
peace and quiet. The wind howls and I decide since it
isn't too cold I will clean up. Throw stuff away. Get rid
of all the clutter. And I carry the bag of trash out and
around the barns and across the newly graveled parking
lots and drives and around the breeding barn lab and
heave the trash into the dumpster. I've collected an
as I check to see how all the baby foals are doing.
walk to one of the back pastures hoping to catch a
glimpse of the other mares and their babies already turned
out. But Im not even sure this is the pasture where they
are kept. and Wiley the Australian Shepard trots back to
the barns with me. This week was a good one. After 7
months I have figured out how to reconcile the checking
account and get up to September and discover that is the
one month that is missing and have to ask the boss to prin
Creative and non logical. That's me. He looks hopeful.
Friday, February 6, 2009
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