bright sun fierce wind and friends

yesterday it snowed, magical. today the sun is bright the wind is fierce i mean hold on to the door windy! I spent the morning at my friends ranch where i got cozy by working with nine gorgeous horses! I am home now and baking a new recipe coconut bread it smells so good in here. laundry is in the washer, wool and alpaca socks have been hand washed and laid to dry, baroque music in playing in the background. i just spoke to a dear friend aran who is celebrating her two year blog anniversary how blessed are we to have someone so creative share her talents with us. my friend sheila who gave me her words of wisdom and calmed my heart is on her way to ny for a fabulous weekend with her mum before she becomes a mum! a lovely email from my dearest josephine! my dearest sara do you hate me is your new baby driving a car yet!!!!and always on my mind because is it possible to care for someone you have never met as much as i do for her my dear sweet lovely deb big hugs to you and all of you!!!!!

she is a girl with pretty things

i am not a girly girl, oh i used to say that a lot. five minute showers, no blow driers, no make up, no scissors come close to my hair. when it came to clothes it was a little different the best worn out boy blue jeans with the most delicate of white shirts, pretty earring or necklace and the shoes always pretty almost always red and sometimes scuffed! well now a days on the farm i look like i belong in the barn- no it is true! except for my hunter wellies everything else is well, a mess. i can always be found with hay in my hair. on a car ride home my mother said honey your letting yourself go as she pointed at my vintage bag with a whole in it, my black long sweater that she saw on me everyday that week! I wanted to tell her who cares i feel good but truth is i did not feel good,i had noticed it myself. as i walk past the walk in closets bursting with pretty things i have gathered i realize somehow myself esteem has slipped. so here is to bringing the pretty things out.

the breakfast table

the sun was bright and warm and the kitchen table was covered with my favorite jams. i never know what kind i want on my toast untill i have sat down and sipped my first taste of mocha..breakfast it has only taken me thirty seven years to finally like you...

what do you like for breakfast?

so it is

the weather was a mix of warm tropical air, extreem winds and rain. the rain soaked me in seconds and blew things all about, but this storm has also waken something in me that i think layed dormant. i am not sure and i am going to wait to see. I like the mixture of all these elements. are you hibernating?

a midwinter walk

I have been away from here for a while. I am sorry for not letting you guys know. I was unispired and our life is being disrupted a little. today i knew we had to get out and do the thing that always brings us happiness, fills our lungs with the freshest air and clears our heads like nothing else. K. took me for a small hike and walk by the river. it was beautiful exactly what all four( the dogs) of us needed! the weather has not been winter like and the sun is bright. tomorrow promises to be even nicer, so will we find ourselves on another path. K. has started a fire and an impromptu dinner party( potluck thank goodness) will take place in an hour! hope you are good!

ps. thank you dear friends for all your emails, i am here just a little quiet.

the curtain

i could not let it go. it was calling me. it was not just the the old window, the dusty lace curtain or the red ribbon that tied it. it was the light asking me to look, so i did. first i noticed the reflection on the wall, then red ribbon, the lace curtain, the dusty window. i walked towards the window as if it was waiting to tell me the story of the last three hundred years.

happy birthday sis and eggs

my sister is celebrating her birthday today! i am so glad you are okay, so glad that medical miracles happen everyday. may this year be extra special full of strength, health and inspiration.

I never liked eggs before, they were never my favorite. i soon realized i had not tasted a real good egg. now that we get them right from the pasture fed, free range chickens a few houses down, i now understand the meaning of a good egg. truth is i can not get enough!

you are the "bestess" ever

I would like to say thank you for your well wishes for Tolstoy. The Vets came on from Tufts University large animal medical hospital and yes he did colic. I must say I was not too brave watching all the procedures, but i am extreemely grateful for all that they did. He is much much better, if he is like this tomorrow than he is officialy out of the woods!!!!

Your words and the kindness behind them has filled my heart with pride for i know without a doubt i have the best readers/friends that any person can ask for!

Tolstoy, k and i thank you so much!!