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Get up. Feed the horse. Feed the chickens. Replant a blueberry bush that had been visited by terrorists. (Looks like either the dog wanted a stick to chew or the deer reached over the fence. Definitely not the sort of … Continue reading
Get up. Feed the horse. Feed the chickens. Replant a blueberry bush that had been visited by terrorists. (Looks like either the dog wanted a stick to chew or the deer reached over the fence. Definitely not the sort of … Continue reading
Today was mostly about horses. I spent an hour with Ophelia and it was a productive one. I’m teaching her to back up with a purpose. Right now the only thing she does with a purpose is eat. But I … Continue reading
This evening God drew a line across the sky – an ominous gray line. East of that line, it was a hot, humid and windy summer day. West of that line, it was a humid but deliciously cool fall evening. … Continue reading