this morning i was woken by my horse tolstoy, he was upset because Splash my other horse decided it was greener on the other side, perhaps he was right but jumping the fence was not what he was supposed to do. i ran down the stairs and outside and got everything back to normal. i decided i would give them their morning grain and if i was going to do that might as well let the ducks and chickens out too. when i entered back into the house with so very little clothes on ( note to self sleep with more clothes, you never know). i looked at the clock and it was only ten minutes to five, yes five am. i curled up on the couch with dogs trying to get rid of the chill that i got from a cool morning. I knew then it was time to make a new pasture for the horses, so off i went, it was still early enough and a hat was not needed to keep the sun away but as hours when by, i kept working i found myself saying go put your hat on and sunblock. i did not and oh how red i am. what i did notice when i was creating the new pasture is how tall the fields were, up to my waist if not higher and covered with wild flowers, beautiful. k. and i often hike out west and we always say we say we should go in june to see the wild flowers, but not being fond of crowds we always end up out west in september. how great it was so be out there among these wild beautiful fields. i sat in the middle of them for at least a half hour, watching the horses graze, butterflies flicker and the million grass hoppers who were not shy at all and landed on me by the dozens. I always feel there is reward after you do something with your hands and sitting in field of wild flower is sweet and coming in for a glass of home made hibiscus ice tea is too.
*today after all this i was informed that my fathers cousin was killed my an arm robber in his shop in texas. i wirte this here to remind me the contrast between life and death that their his horrible things that happen every minute of everyday and that guns is one of the most inhumane things that are legal.