Wonderful weekend
This has been a hot, muggy afternoon, one where it's too hot to snuggle the kitties or wear shoes. You just want to find a crisp, clean stream running through a lush woods, and wade in up to your knees. But I haven't been to Drake's Creek. Tomorrow, I may get to go to Centennial Park (in Nashville) with Lorilei, but I think I'd be in serious trouble if I waded in Lake Watauga while we were there.
But this weekend, since it was dry outside, we got to go visit the horses at a local farm. I so love them. Someday I'll have one of my own. Maybe someday I'll own a horse farm. One of my favorite things to do in September is go to live racing in Franklin, where Lorilei works. But that's another story. It can wait till another time.
The artwork isn't complete yet or I'd link to it. But I got to pat, feed, and even curry horses. Then I got to ride one. Lorilei took pictures of the horses and me. I learned to ride at girls' camp one summer when I was about nine, but I don't get to ride every day.
I love my computer. It's like a friend I can confide to, rant to, and share things with. But there's a sense of freedom that fills you when you ride, like wind filling a sail on a boat. It's like coming out of a dark, musty corner into the sunlight and filling your lung with clean air.
Ooh. My TV show's on. I almost forgot.
Later ~
P.L.
But this weekend, since it was dry outside, we got to go visit the horses at a local farm. I so love them. Someday I'll have one of my own. Maybe someday I'll own a horse farm. One of my favorite things to do in September is go to live racing in Franklin, where Lorilei works. But that's another story. It can wait till another time.
The artwork isn't complete yet or I'd link to it. But I got to pat, feed, and even curry horses. Then I got to ride one. Lorilei took pictures of the horses and me. I learned to ride at girls' camp one summer when I was about nine, but I don't get to ride every day.
I love my computer. It's like a friend I can confide to, rant to, and share things with. But there's a sense of freedom that fills you when you ride, like wind filling a sail on a boat. It's like coming out of a dark, musty corner into the sunlight and filling your lung with clean air.
Ooh. My TV show's on. I almost forgot.
Later ~
P.L.
posted by P.L. at 9:08 PM
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