I have no shadow

It has been weeks since I saw my shadow. Did I fire him in a fit of pique or is it just this endless Tolkien gray. Or maybe the Martha Stewart beige.

Though truthfully I may have seen my shadow on that one sunny morning the other day but I was so involved in the feeling the sun that I forgot to look for him.

Why am I referring to my shadow as he when I am a she?

I was sitting next to Sheila yesterday afternoon as she napped in her enormous bed. She grunts when I sit down, then grunts again when I lean on her as though she were an enormous firm slightly prickly cushion. She went to sleep. I marveled at her breathing for a while,  her eyes closed and her breathing slow.  She uses all the space in her lungs when she is resting, her breaths deep and long and strong. I checked the messages on my phone for a while – my legs stretched out, boots crossed at the ankles. Sitting in that dry warm space with my breathing cushion behind me. Later I slid down further cuddling into my pig and wondered about things, my fork leaning on the barn wall untended. The dogs chose corners. Tia the heifer calf, perky and well again came in  to the barn at one point and observed us for a while, chewing her cud.

Have you ever wondered why humans have eyebrows. I mean all animals have eyelashes but very few have eyebrows. In fact I can’t think of any eyebrowed animals off hand. Boo has a couple of hairs sticking straight out above his eyes,  where his designer thought about eyebrows, I guess.  

I look forward to growing old –  I am going to pencil in bold surprised  eyebrows and everyone will look at me wondering what I KNOW. Because with that look of secretive surprise obviously I must know something.

We all have eyebrows and eyelashes.  Even the people we do not know. The strangers that might frighten us. All of us, unless they were burned off in a fireworks accident of course. (We are talking about my little brother who is not so little anymore). OR here is the other time he burned his eyebrows completely off, with no help from his big sister.

Though looking back that far in the archives I want to rewrite many of the old pages.  But that would be cheating.

Anyway – just some light reading – to get us through another sepia day.

The weather today will seek a high of 38f/3C at the moment it is 33f.  The wind will be the nor’west. I will fill up all the big heated water barrels today because we will  sink below freezing for a few days after this, rendering the hoses useless.

Have a lovely day.

love celi