From about Friday 4pm, my weekend started, and it started off on a note reminiscent of blues and greens, beaches and hills, sunsets and star-scattered moonlight. Sounds a bit much but I watched "House of Flying Daggers" last week and "Dreamer" this weekend so I am allowed to write like Wordsworth. So basically the last few days have been too much, Eldredge would say that my adventure just jumped a couple notches and I feel like a Captain Jack Sparra: on a quest for treasure but ever vigilant in evading the black ship that haunts his heels.
I miss my farm and feel like going for an early-morning horse-ride through the hay-fields. The thing I enjoy about early mornings on horse-back is that my feet don't get wet and horses have waterproof hooves...Its true.
I like this picture and I like how this bit of writing has made me feel good.
3 comments:
hey tw
i like this blog and it makes me vey happy to hear that you are having a fun!
i miss your farm to... i wish i was there right now... (thoughts drift off a bit)
thanks for the great bit of writing- it was very beautiful :)
a really beautiful post!
..Bruce and Ido have made friends - and Ido has spent too much time in the sun and his forehead is a little discoloured now. lol.
This is loveliness to my soul. Did I spell that right? Í'll ask Sim... anyway, I'm glad to see that someone in the same situation as me can blog prettily like this and not angstily like I do :-(
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