oh yea and yesterday was our 1 year anniversary... paper.
sometimes i feel like a tool
in the plans of others. plans that are fine with me, as they are fine with god. a tool nonetheless. As I have offered myself to god for divine purpose. it can be emotionally challenging and yet an underlying serenity persists. i am tired, and i give it to god as well.
mother and richard's wedding was this past weekend. it was very nice. i enjoyed meeting the new family and friends and it was a fast and enjoyable trip. Robbie sold this past week to Kristen who is the best home for him. I am very happy for them all, it is a great match. my trailer also sold and i brought the dressage saddle back for her to try as well. So that is all good. this morning the neighbors got into a fight over our horses being on Merry's pasture. that is part of the "tool" feeling i have... she needed to get some anger off her chest from comments from the neighbors over her husbands death from years prior, which she did this morning. and she says they owe her quite a bit of money that their is a promissory note for which perhaps their tooting a shitty horn over the horse ordeal may prompt. perhaps it is her husband, Bob, from his grave helping to right a wrong in his loves life. perhaps in hummingbirds. perhaps is a hummingbird? hmm. i wish this place in Parks weren't such a shithole. and i wish something was being done about it. the ranch isn't doing anything about it so i can only imagine the universe is.
A neighbor we hadn't met before just stopped by to tell us we have a dead calf off the side of the road. We had already seen the ravens on it this morning. Leeland called us in Ca to tell us a couple days ago. It's about 100 feet off the road but i guess we should drag it off further so more folks don't worry about it.
Well anyhoo... dreams are making process-filled clouds of replenishing rain droplets, i suggest.
in the plans of others. plans that are fine with me, as they are fine with god. a tool nonetheless. As I have offered myself to god for divine purpose. it can be emotionally challenging and yet an underlying serenity persists. i am tired, and i give it to god as well.
mother and richard's wedding was this past weekend. it was very nice. i enjoyed meeting the new family and friends and it was a fast and enjoyable trip. Robbie sold this past week to Kristen who is the best home for him. I am very happy for them all, it is a great match. my trailer also sold and i brought the dressage saddle back for her to try as well. So that is all good. this morning the neighbors got into a fight over our horses being on Merry's pasture. that is part of the "tool" feeling i have... she needed to get some anger off her chest from comments from the neighbors over her husbands death from years prior, which she did this morning. and she says they owe her quite a bit of money that their is a promissory note for which perhaps their tooting a shitty horn over the horse ordeal may prompt. perhaps it is her husband, Bob, from his grave helping to right a wrong in his loves life. perhaps in hummingbirds. perhaps is a hummingbird? hmm. i wish this place in Parks weren't such a shithole. and i wish something was being done about it. the ranch isn't doing anything about it so i can only imagine the universe is.
A neighbor we hadn't met before just stopped by to tell us we have a dead calf off the side of the road. We had already seen the ravens on it this morning. Leeland called us in Ca to tell us a couple days ago. It's about 100 feet off the road but i guess we should drag it off further so more folks don't worry about it.
Well anyhoo... dreams are making process-filled clouds of replenishing rain droplets, i suggest.