The bees are bringing in the pollen. The calves, Auntie Del and the Bobby and Marcel are rousting about with dogs. Goofing about and being cool. The fields are gorgeous. I am writing and weeding. The perfect combination. Soon, soon. Have a lovely day. your friend celi
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Is that a contradiction in terms? Can we prepare with action? I think we can. Or do we prepare FOR action. hmm. Preparations. Well, yesterday I was preparing for the big storm that may roll in this morning. When I was not stacking hay. And did I mention that I am actually allergic to hay.…
That’s better than a poke in the eye with a charcoal stick isn’t it?! Though the morning started off with a very pessimistic attitude. It was looking like rain, showers were blowing over, the wind was a gale and the hay was still too wet due to the humidity and spotty rain in the night…
The sky is getting darker as I write. The winds are howling hurling the humid air about. Threatening to rain on my hay for the next 24 hours. I have just come in from chores for a quick breakfast. The baler man is almost here on his way to another field and then I am going to…