You Call This a Vacation?
— Beverly Sills (1929-) American Opera Singer

It’s been a few days since I posted. Not that I haven’t written tons and tons, but thank God I have demonstrated some degree of self control and not publicized my sad, grieving, horrifying thoughts. A word of advice, when you lose your love, do not read poetry like this: The Summer We Almost Split…
Families are an interesting thing. And I have two of them: my adoptive family and my biological family. Unfortunately, both my families have gotten smaller. My adoptive Dad died 25 years ago. My adoptive brother died 13 years ago. And my adoptive Mom died about 17 months ago. And now my biological Dad died on…
“I saw H and his girlfriend at the barbecue.” “You’re married to H aren’t you? We came here from the C plant together.” “Didn’t I meet you at H’s class reunion several years ago? Sorry to hear you’re divorced.” (Gosh, I’m sorry to hear that too because we’re actually not divorced yet, although he already…
You follow people’s lives in their blogs and you rejoice over the good times, but you hate seeing people go through the bad times. I suggest you read this post by Amy at the DVM’s Wife and KB’s post in Romping and Rolling in the Rockies and see if it doesn’t make you think about…
What is it about swans?
They make me think of fairy tales
And magic
And the ugly duckling
who discovers he’s a swan
Luke and Murphy were hiding behind the barn but came out and looked at me rather accusingly. Like “Hey! Do you not see the icicles forming on me?!”
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Your sister and brother in law are great and I’m sure you enjoyed their help and company. You have a beautiful barn! So nice that they could be there to help you in so many ways.
Thanks for all your sweet comments. When are you coming over for dinner?
Bring Java.
So glad that your sis and b-i-l came to visit. Seems to have helped you enormously.
As for the barn door being left open etc – I’m a bit confused. Who made the mess? The horses? Raccoons? Java?
I take care of my friend’s horses sometimes, and she’s always emphasizing closing doors so the horses don’t get into things – so I’m betting on the horses.
Me too…who made the mess? I didn’t know horses were sneaky mess makers.
What a great sister and brother-in-law…and really cute folks too!
Lori – As soon as I can find a horse sitter, Java and I will be there.
KB and Lynn – The back barn door opens up to the paddock so yes, it was the horses that came in and tore things apart. I couldn’t believe they emptied the trash, which had no food in it, when they had free rein of the hay. So yes, they do things sometimes just because they are curious.
wow you are blessed with such great family… you take ‘er ez
blessings
gp