Monday 15 August 2011

I'm glad we have weather

 This is what the sky looked like towards the south  this morning while we worked our horses in the pony club arena, before we left for town.
Meanwhile, heres a joke we read about Mississipi- I've changed it to Murchison. A Murchison couple came out of the divorce court and the man said, "Stop crying. So we got a divorce....You're still my cousin."
 This is what the ground looked like when we arrived home in the afternoon! Powder, beautiful white powder. It'll be ice tomorrow.
Hope it's warmer where you are!

Thursday 4 August 2011

Clearing the fog ? Coming through the fog? Naming the fog?

What  IS this blog about. Today I feel like blogging, which is a first for weeeks. This is because I have questions and dillemmas and talking to cyberspace may help. Pen and paper help also and these will be included in the calculations. I say calculations because it feels like I am in the middle of a big maths problem. Not strictly numbers, but logistics and time and money and effort and love and faith and it all feels like a calculation, a cogitation.



That was the weekend. Today is the following Friday. My life doesn't feel like a maths problem today. And how did I solve my problems? I simply put one foot in front of the other and kept on moving. Literally and figuratively along through each screaming, glorious, stubborn moment of my whole life till now. Here are some morning photos of my road and some afternoon photos of creativity and the cat who would not look at the camera- looking at the camera. Can you tell which is which?