On the farm

Where I live right now: the farm.

And I love it. I live with some good friends, who are really like my second parents, and they have been more than kind to let me stay here and play and live. C & V are out of town right now, so I am responsible for the horses. This morning I woke up around 7:30 and just lay in bed for a while. I got up around 8 and got dressed with Sarah the cat under my feet and on my bed and pressing onto my clean clothes with her paws. I loved it. Then I put a load of laundry in the washing machine. I am pretending that this is my home and sometimes pretending that I am Anne of Green Gables and sometimes Fern of Charolette's Web. I was Fern of Charolette's Web (or maybe I was her mother...) this morning when I put clothes in the washing machine. I was Fern when I walked to the barn to get the horses' food and then walked over to the pasture to feed them.

I am watching 3 dee[r run through the far pasture right now. They must have been hiding in the tall grass. I am also watching C's brother's horses walk and talk with each other.

Misty, one of C's horses, was standing by the water trough a few minutes ago and she just stood there, so I thought maybe she was trying to tell me that she needed more water (I can see the horses from where I am sitting, and they are pretty close to the house, so they might be able to see me...I wouldn't be surprised). So I got out of my chair, opened the door to the screened porch, and walked outside towards the pasture. Actually once I got outside I ran. So I was running over to the water trough, and I know Misty saw me. Horses are so aware of everything. And I got over to the trough and turned on the water and Misty jumped up in the air and got skiddish and shook and jumped sideways and then scampered (yes, I mean scampered, not galloped, because really, I scared her and she did not look like a brave galloping horse) over closer to the hay trough where the other horses were. I just cracked up...laughed OUTLOUD at the silliness. Then May, the Belgian workhorse, walked over to Misty and I imagined her saying, "What in the world are you doing?" Except May is really a gentle horse and I think she probably said something more like, "It's okay, Misty, it was just the water."

Oh, the country. So now I am just visiting with the birds. Of course they are outside and I am inside, but they are just on the other side of this window next to which I am sitting. Toby the cat is napping on the back of his couch, and Sarah the cat is playing in the attic, so they are not very interested in birds at the moment.

I have decided I like being responsible for the animals, and I don't think I ever want to live in the city again.